NEW ORLEANS — Every day of my life, I wear a small button on my shirt, jacket or vest — sometimes all three — that reads “Eat Local.”

It’s a professional philosophy and an outward statement of personal conviction. I have dozens of Eat Local pins. They stay on my jackets and suits that don’t go through a regular one-wear wash cycle. If I’m attending a funeral, I’ll take the button off of a suitcoat, but otherwise, whether I’m in a t-shirt or a dress shirt, I always wear an Eat Local button. It’s who I am and what I believe.


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I believe it so much that I painted an 18-foot tall “Eat Local” mural on the entire back wall of one of our restaurants.

When I opened the first restaurant in 1987, I wasn’t worried about people eating locally. In those days, there were only a few full-service restaurants open in my hometown of Hattiesburg. Most of them were independently-owned local restaurants. There were several fast-food chains, but when it came to full-service restaurants, none of the national corporate chain restaurants had arrived yet.

I opened on the border of 40th Avenue, which, at that time, was the edge of town. In the early 1990s, as people began moving westward into gated subdivisions, massive strip centers sprung up and national chain restaurants began popping up along the main business corridor.

There is a world of difference between locally-owned restaurant concepts and national chains. Chain restaurants are cookie-cutter concepts developed by a corporate team of designers and executives in some faraway city, most of whom have never visited — and will never visit — that particular city or small town. The chain restaurant at the interstate off-ramp in my hometown looks, feels and tastes exactly like the chain restaurant just off the interstate exit in the next town, and the next and the next, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and all points in between.

We are becoming a nation of homogenous and characterless cookie-cutter concepts that serve food on the level of the lowest common denominator because they have national buying power and must answer to stockholders at an annual meeting in New York, Chicago or Dallas. Most couldn’t care less about locally-sourced ingredients from farmers and fishermen in the backyards of the towns and cities in which they are located. National chains are like seed-packet retail. It’s as if someone flew over an interstate exchange that is located near the newest part of town and threw out a bunch of corporate-chain seeds, and the same stores that sprout up in other cities group together and start sprouting up there.

 There’s nothing original there. There’s nothing specific to that town and its people, unless there are a few photos on the wall awkwardly trying to relay local color.

At one time, in the not-too-distant past, all we had in local towns and cities were locally owned and independent cafés and diners. They were owned by people who lived in our neighborhoods and operated by still more people who lived in our neighborhoods. They assumed the character and personality of the city or town in which they were located.

Hardly anyone is opening a local café these days. It’s sad. Community diners disappeared and we barely noticed. We all got enticed by the shiny theme restaurants with national advertising and studio photography that looks nothing like the result that winds up at the table. We have become a seed-packet society that wishes for the next hot national chain to come to town. When it does, we realize that it doesn’t have the charm and character of the local places. But — without access to the capital available to the national chains — the locally owned restaurants begin to close.

National chain restaurants do not make a city better and more livable. Locally owned, independent restaurants do, almost every time.

I write this column in New Orleans. My Eat Local button is sitting on the dresser in my bedroom. I always take it off when I come down here because it’s redundant. New Orleans is a city that revolves around — and celebrates — independent, locally-owned restaurants. Sure, there are fast-food chains and a few national full-service corporate chain restaurants in the suburbs. But what makes New Orleans one of the great food cities in America (No. 1 in my book) are the independent locally owned restaurants — from the corner dive bar that serves oysters on the half-shell to the fine-dining stalwarts that have lasted over a century.

Pre-COVID, Orleans Parish had more than 1,200 dining establishments — one for every 325 residents. I don’t have the exact figure, but if I had to guess, I would estimate that at least 90-95 percent of New Orleans’ dining establishments are locally-owned independent businesses run by entrepreneurs who took great risks to open and operate in that highly competitive city. The result is that those independent establishments are a huge part of what gives New Orleans its character.

No corporate event planners are selling their conventioneers on New Orleans because it is filled with the same chain restaurants that can be found in Cleveland, Minneapolis and Orlando. No. People dream about going to New Orleans for the food and culture. It has been my experience that the better the food and culture of a place, the more interesting the character.

And character matters, not only in people, but in towns and cities. The next time you decide to dine out, please support your locally-owned restaurants and businesses. Now, more than ever, eat local. Shop local. Live local. It matters.

 Onward.


Sautéed Garlic Shrimp

This recipe uses store-bought Italian dressing. That dressing is the only way I would eat a salad when I was a little kid. This is the only application I use it these days. Purists will scoff, but purists can also whip up a zesty vinaigrette and substitute it for the store-bought dressing herein.

 

2 pounds 21-25 shrimp, peeled and deveined

1 tsp kosher salt

1 tsp Creole seasoning

1/2 tsp fresh ground black pepper

3 tbsp olive oil

1 1/2 tbsp garlic, minced

1/4 cup white wine

1/2 cup chicken broth

1 cup Wishbone Italian dressing

1/4 cup unsalted butter, cut into small cubes

2 tbsp fresh parsley. Chopped

• Season the shrimp with the salt, Creole seasoning and black pepper.

• Place the olive oil in a large, heavy duty sauté pan over high heat. Heat the oil until it just begins to smoke. 

• Carefully place the shrimp in the smoking hot pan. 

• Allow the shrimp to cook without moving them for 3-4 minutes. 

• Add the garlic and stir the shrimp. Cook for 3 more minutes. 

• Add the white wine and allow it to reduce almost completely. 

• Add in the chicken broth and Italian dressing and cook until the sauce begins to simmer. Cook for 3 more minutes in the simmering sauce. 

• Add in the butter cubes, and blend the butter into the simmering sauce. 

• Remove the shrimp from the heat and stir in the parsley. 

• Serve immediately with a lot of toasted French bread for dipping.

 Yield: 8-10 servings

 

 

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