Down the bayou, newspapers are writing stories about a new cajun seasoning product called“Adrenaline Chicken”. It’s marketed as “Cajun Crack” and after reading about it this morning, I knew I had to try it. Here’s a slice fromone article:
[Chef Nino] Thibodaux is most proud of the label and the saying featured prominently on the front of the can.
The happy yellow chicken was designed and drawn by his son, while the phrase “Packed With Pure Adrenaline Chicken It’s Cajun Crack!” was coined by Thibodaux himself.
After having reservations about Thibodaux using the slogan, Rouses [supermarket] officials decided to let him keep it.
“Why do I put Cajun crack on the can,” Thibodaux said. “First of all, it’s funny as hell. Second of all, us Cajuns are so enthused about spices and life we don’t need drugs. This is our crack.”
(Big Pharma would like to disabuse Cajuns of their “drug free” mentality, perhaps, but that’sanother story.)
I told my wife Lovely to get some “Cajun Crack” when she made groceries this afternoon, so we could try it out for dinner (with Spanish rice and salad). She bought chicken breasts to go with it, which is unfortunate because white chicken meat is about as flavorful as sawdust or gypsum. So this would be a true test for the new seasoning.
I’m sorry to say that despite the awesome name, Adrenaline Chicken is a big disappointment. It’s not that flavorful, or spicy, or even hot. Worst of all, there’s nothing addictive about it in the least. Plus, it has MSG and preservatives and other nonsense. It’s not fit to hold Paul Prudhomme’s ample, magical jock. In other words, it’s like a political crack van without sound effects.
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Speaking of which, Louisiana’s latest capital punishment “reform”– a move to administer death by“cajun injection”— is beyond hideous, and I want to go on record here as strongly condemning it. It’s insulting, cruel and… (actually, it’s a joke. And not a great one. Sorry. But I did just reference Chef Paul’s groin, so you can’t be that shocked.)
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Also, do any of you Austinites remember when Adrenaline Chicken opened for Crimpshrine and Gorilla Biscuits at the Liberty Lunch in 1989? Was that not the best imaginary show ever?