The way to a man's heart is to ladle some kind of buttery, seafood-based sauce over it.
My coworker and I had too big a lunch at Roberto's, sharing the BBQ Shrimp over corn grit cake and the chocolate chip bread pudding. He had the chicken fried steak and I, the Catfish Billy, meaning there is a piece of grilled catfish hibernating under all that tangy crawfish etouffe. Shrimp remoulade salads were involved. Also pictured is the levee, at which I would stare or atop I would stroll all day if I could.
James and I drove past here a few months back and he made me swear I would visit. Looks like I really need to hit Roberto's up.
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