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Maggie and her sauce picante.
My daughter Maggie is adventurous, and she loves a good challenge. When she cooked for her friend’s birthday recently, the friend’s mother challenged Maggie to make a sauce piquant for the upcoming Black Pot Festival using some llama necks she had in her freezer. What? Llama neck sauce piquant? Why not?
My husband and I love local music, so we didn’t need much urging to attend the Black Pot Festival. Music, dancing, beer, food, a wonderful combination! If you have followed my blog for the last month, you know we aren’t lacking in the festival department, but we had never attended the Black Pot Festival. As usual for South Louisiana, the crowd was mixed, but we noticed quite a few hippies in this crowd, kids in their 20s sporting long beards and tattoos. Someone commented that they were nouveau hippies.
While in line for a taste, (That was the name of the game: Go where the line is longest to get a taste of whatever was cooking.) I overheard 4 bearded dudes nouveau hippies guys talking about my daughter’s sauce piquant.
Dude 1: Llama is the best, dude.
Dude 2: You got a neck, man! That’s vertebrae, like bone marrow is good for you.
Dude 3: Straight up neck! You should make a necklace out of it.
Maggie and her team did not win the competition in the gravy category, but I would guess that it was the most talked about dish at the festival.
Acadian Village, a preserved historic site, was the setting for the Black Pot Festival.
I really got a sense of the nouveau hippies. I’m not sure I’m adventurous enough for a taste. But, hey man, you never know. š
Once agai, I’m ready to come for the weekend! Joyful post!
I had to pause at Llama…such enchanting looking creatures, and hard to think of them in a stew! Love the way you captured the conversation, though.
Oh my, not for me, but the name itself should draw a crowd, Margaret. What fun! You do have a lot of festivals & that’s wonderful, too.