(delayed posting vis a vis dead cell phone battery)
LIVE from Rosey Baby....
The college world series is on a small screen in the corner of the bar. The big screen TV in the seating area is broken.
I knew this place was going to miss the mark as soon as our drinks arrived. Our iced tea was delivered in giant plastic coke zero cups whose elegance was rivaled by only the finest convenience stores in the Golden Triangle area.
But they did have authentic cajun home-cooking....and by home-cooking I mean that stuff you cooked at home right after you moved out of your mama's house. Let's see...frozen catfish fillet's from kroger which you skipped thawing and slapped down on a pan with some cooking spray, salt, pepper, and a dash of Tony Chachere - and in between reading your mail, paying some bills, and stuff you just about forgot the fish was cooking. It was too dry to flake, but still edible and not burnt. Served with the best canned string beans kroger had along with some boilin' bag rice. No exaggerations here - it was stuff you'd fix for yourself when you've not planned anything and want to put forth minimal effort in the kitchen.
Also had some grilled shrimp and by grilled I mean cooked plain in a steamer until the point you cooked & ate your other food and then remembered you still had shrimp in the steamer. Grilled? I assure you no combustion process was involved here. It was tough and chewy, but instead of throwing it away, you sprinkled on some pepper and ate it anyway. Easily, the worst I've ever had.
Rosey Baby has got to be a front for laundering money or other nefarious goings on. It can't be there for the food. Only customers there were in two different planned events....events no doubt planned by someone unfamiliar with recent history in Starkville.