Gumbo (I’m sure everyone is reeling in shock ;) on top of thick/kettle potato chips. Which is so damn good it should have its own name. Yet? Does not.
I’ve tried creole nachos, similar to Irish Nachos (nacho toppings on French fries), but?
Potatoes don’t grow in swamps. You won’t find creole carrots, potatoes, beetroot, or pretty much any other New Orleans -or Cajun- root dish. Ever. Again, it’s the swamp thing. Even in a port city with spices worth more than gold, and strange/wonderful/exotic everything… on tap. If it’s a boring ole staple outside of a swamp? It’s ignored in the bayou.
Gumbo (solids, strained from the soup, shrimp & sausage & veg, cooked in beautiful beautiful stew/soup) strewn over thick as hell potato chips? OMFG. This. Is. Killer.
I grok New Orleans has been ping ponged between Spanish & French influence for sooooo long that certain divides? Simply exist. The Spanish have nachos. The French approve. The French have fondu. The Spanish approve. This love child of Spanish & French??? Doesn’t have a name. As most bastards dont. And OMFG, is just dayum amazing, as most bastards are.
GUMBO over thick potato CRISPS.
It’s like dipping hot/salty/crispy French fries into cold/sweet/creamy chocolate shake good.