Mais, yeah, Fraternal grandmere was a Louviere...never had to type that before, had to think. Last time I was down there, I got a great plate lunch south of the airport. Can't remember which convenient store, but the one next to the Burger King on Hwy 90. Only in cajun country, I swear, can you get good cooking at a gas station. The red/brown jambaly and wet vs. dry issue, oh yeah. The closer you get to Acadiana, the less red you see/eat. Next time I get down that way, I am heading to the Boiling Point, now that's lunch! Where I live now, they think crabs are born red.