A Gumbo Recipe In Memoriam

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Category: Main Dishes | Blog URL: http://www.barbaricgulp.com/2009/02/gumbo-recipe-in-memoriam.html

This recipe was entered in The Foodista Best of Food Blogs Cookbook contest, a compilation of the world’s best food blogs which was published in Fall 2010.


1 medium yellow onion, diced
1 stalk celery, diced
2 1/2 quarts chicken stock, heated
1 tablespoon Creole Seasoning
1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper
1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
1/2 teaspoon thyme
1/2 tablespoon chopped garlic
1 tablespoon kosher salt
pound andouille sausage, sliced ½-inch thick
1 pound chicken, cooked & chopped into bite-sized pieces
1 pound raw shrimp, peeled & deveined


Make a roux by melting the butter in a large stockpot or dutch oven over medium heat.
Whisk in the flour and cook until foaming. The mixture shouldn't clump up, but should look like a thick liquid.
Add a glug or two of olive oil if it's not thin enough.
Cook, stirring often, until dark mahogany, about 1/2 hour.
Add the peppers, onion, and celery.
Cook until soft, about 5 minutes.
Whisk in the chicken stock (make sure it’s hot), and bring the mixture to a boil.
Stir in Creole Seasoning, black pepper, crushed red pepper, chili powder, thyme, chopped garlic, bay leaves, and kosher salt.
Cook, skimming fat as necessary, an additional 25 minutes.
Add the andouille, chicken, & shrimp and cook for approximately 15 minutes or just until the shrimp are cooked.
Taste and adjust for seasoning.
Serve over steamed rice.




February 24, 2009

Yesterday would have been my Uncle Eric's 47th birthday. Sadly, Eric took his own life on September 27, 2008. He had lost his home to flooding in New Orleans after hurricane Katrina, and he just never recovered...financial or emotionally.

Eric was only about 12 years older than me, so we were kind of close when we were younger. I have lots of memories of playing together at my grandparents' house and on family vacations.

Uncle Eric was one of the most creative people I've ever known. He lived all over the country (Illinois, Florida, Los Angeles, West Virginia, New Orleans) and held a variety of interesting jobs...tee-shirt designer & screen-printer, restaurant owner & chef, landscaper. He was once an extra in a Jermaine Jackson video, which was shot in the L.A. restaurant where he waited tables (he walks by in the background at the 2-minute mark). He once drove Ziggy Marley in a limo to the MTV awards. He once gave me a huge, plastic goose lamp for Christmas and designer-label dresses for my birthday. He once corned a beef brisket, and he made the best curried chicken salad with grapes & almonds. He was once on an episode of Hollywood Squares. He had an intoxicating laugh. He had, apparently, met Vincent Price in the mid-80's.

In the few years before Katrina, I visited Eric in New Orleans a couple times. We always had too much fun hanging out. In fact, we sometimes got pretty wild dancing at the gay bars in the French Quarter or bar-hopping in the Alton area when he came back to Illinois.

After the hurricane, Eric was determined to rebuild his house. He was downright stubborn about it, always returning to New Orleans despite getting help, employment & housing from friends in San Francisco, in West Virgina, in Florida. For whatever reason, Eric just couldn't recover after losing his home, his job, his relationship, and--for the most part--his sanity.

I can't say the news of his death came as much of a shock to me (although, Uncle David did call on the night before my birthday, and I initially thought he was calling with birthday wishes). I think I'd been expecting the call. I was devastated nevertheless...especially since my aunt Nancy, Eric's sister, had asked if he could come stay with me a year or so earlier. I said no because I was dealing with my own loss at the time (loss of my marriage, my friends, my lifestyle), and I didn't think I could provide a stable enough environment for him (I was working 3 jobs and was never home). Yet, I felt guilty for not helping him then.

While I am not typically a spiritual person, I'd like to think Eric is in a better place...that he's finally happy and content, and no longer struggling with whatever demons haunted him.

Anyway, the first time I went to see Eric in New Orleans, he greeted me and my friend Sue with a home-cooked gumbo dinner. So, in honor of Eric, I made gumbo for dinner last night.


3 quarts


Monday, January 25, 2010 - 11:14am

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