Damn, I love good gumbo. Ever since taking a cooking class in NOLA, I've endeavored to conjure some up, worthy of the respect of the 132 year old Creole lady, who taught it. After a few batches that were close, but not quite, I nailed it.
Take a look at that nice, dark roux.
And, the finale of some delicious (if I do say so myself) gumbo.
I'm in Heaven, even if it's still Kansas...

