In honor of Lent and in an attempt to revive my own (lapsed) Catholicism, I will be reviewing a fish sandwich (loosely defined) each Friday from a local Houston restaurant. Sorry, Mickey D's fans: no Filet-o-Fish. Feel free to send in your suggestions even if you're not a Fish Eater with a capital F.
"Rock Out Then Knock Out Po'Boy" At BB's Cajun Café
I already know what you're going to say: the po' boys at Calliope's are, like, so much better than those BB's Cajun Café. And I know according to Unclelijah, I shouldn't even be reviewing po'boys since I "know nothing about South Louisiana cuisine".
But I know what I like and I liked BB's "Rock Out Then Knock Out" po'boy.
When I first bit into my "Rock Out Then Knock Out" po'boy, its contents immediately leaked out onto the white paper lining of my bright red plastic serving basket. With any other genre of sandwich, I might have been annoyed, but I think a well-made po'boy should bulge and burst from its bread.
A little nudging forced the thick cornmeal crusted fried catfish filets back into the roll. I was only able to take one or two more bites before the whole thing dismantled again, but a few mouthfuls were enough to thoroughly enjoy the juicy catfish as it mingled with the generous spread of mayonnaise interspersed with shredded lettuce and ripe tomatoes. The French bread, dry and crusty on its exterior and soft and doughy on its underside, made for a sort of tough but cozy shell for the delicate filets.
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The overall consumption process might be summed up as follows: Bite, chew, bite, chew [murmur appreciatively], bite, chew, scoop filling back inside roll.
The "Rock Out Then Knock Out" was messy, meat-free and satisfying. A more than acceptable Lenten lunch or dinner.