I have a serious love for fried eggplant. Have you ever tried it? It's served in a lot of places around town, I think because it's a great combination of Italian-American and deep-south goodness in a land where people love their vegetables, but especially if they're fried. Parran's is a good place for lunch if you happen to find yourself in Metairie getting your car worked on, or running other errands or some sort of workday drudgery: they've got a huge selection of Italian-inspired po-boys, pastas, and all sorts of fried goodies, like eggplant and cauliflower. Parran's eggplant is cut into flat sticks, dredged in breadcrumbs like eggplant Parmesan would be, and served up with a classic marinara. Good stuff. In fact, I'd have to say this type of fried eggplant, which is the most common type, is one of my favorite snackers to order at a restaurant. They taste soft and sweet, and as good as they look:
a tale of two eggplants: Parran's and Liuzza's by the Track
po-boy festival 2011, and your own private po-boy party
The other day I was behind a lady buying two full loaves of po-boy bread, and the check-out guy said, "You making some po-boys?" And she said, "Naw, I'm gonna feed the ducks." You should've seen the sad look on that man's face. But I started dreaming about duck po-boys...because I had Po-Boy Fest on the brain! Seriously, I'd been waiting for it for months, because I'd never made it out to that particular fest. The whole thing lasts a mere 9 hours, so you've got to get up and get yourself there, and the earlier the better, before the booths sell out. I went looking for po-boys I don't see on menus, for some new experiences. I could only handle two, but they were mighty tasty. Below, One's pate and pickled vegetables (rich & vinegary):








