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I'm still due for a trip up to Diamond Mountain, although Sonoma is more likely in my near future.

I'm working on all kinds of different projects, and should hopefully deliver something five days per week through the summer. Do stay tuned.

Angeline’s Louisiana Kitchen, Berkeley

Last week, the quest for decent Cajun cuisine brought me to Angeline’s Louisiana Kitchen in Berkeley. I had first noticed this restaurant while perusing the neighborhood for used records and books (Telegraph Avenue has incredible stores for both). I was interested yet skeptical, wondering if any place in the shadows of Chez Panisse could possibly keep the “California” out of Creole. When it comes to Louisiana cooking, I only want to have the pure, unadulterated product. I wasn’t interested in composed salads made with heirloom lettuces and boutique olive oils — I wanted my lunch breaded and fried, whenever appropriate.

Angeline’s does a fairly decent job hitting the mark, beginning with their gumbo, which I found to be very delicious and worthwhile. The soup features a nice, dark roux with plenty of spoon-sized shrimp, morsels of tasso ham, and half-moons of andouille sausage. The gumbo is well-seasoned, with just a touch of heat, and is garnished with a long, narrow slice of French baguette. Although I don’t encounter a lot of gumbo here in Northern California, this is probably the best one I’ve tasted on the West Coast.

The oyster po-boy at Angeline’s is also noteworthy, although the sandwich comes dressed with stone ground mustard, which is not typical of anything I’ve ever had in New Orleans. Next time, I will definitely request the po-boy without the mustard, since this addition creates a completely different flavor profile (again, I’m placing authenticity at a premium). Aside from this one criticism, however, Angeline’s po-boy is a pretty faithful version of the sandwich, stuffed with just enough large, fried oysters to make eating a slightly messy affair.

Angeline’s jambalaya was easily the least-appealing item I ordered at the restaurant. The dish was mostly bland and tomatoey, with very little New Orleans flavor, and with only trace amounts of chicken, tasso and andouille. I was certainly expecting much more from this dish, given the strength of the gumbo and the oyster po-boy. Even dousing the jambalaya with Crytsal hot sauce couldn’t really wake it up. It required much more help than a mere quick fix.

I admired the fact that Angeline’s carries a selection of three or four Abita beers — and even more incredibly — offers Dixie beer as well. The restaurant has about 15 small tables in the dining room and a couple on the sidewalk, and I understand that there can be a significant wait (90 minutes or more) on some weekend nights. I visited Angeline’s mid-week during the early afternoon, so I actually had the place to myself. I’m not sure if I would wait an hour and a half for their gumbo, but I would definitely wait half an hour.

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