Boudin Festival in Scott, Louisiana

April 21, 2023

On Sunday (April 16), we woke late due to the thunderstorm during the night. The campground has a free breakfast every Saturday and Sunday.

We got dressed and headed over to try the breakfast. They had run out of waffle batter and sausage. Bruce fried an egg while I made toast for him. He made an egg sandwich while I had a toasted bagel and cream cheese.

We got to talking to the other RVers who were at breakfast. One nice gentleman and his wife mentioned they were up from New Orleans for the Boudin Festival over in Scott. They had been on Friday and Saturday.

After we got back to the RV, I looked up the festival. Bruce wasn’t interested in going to a festival that only had one vendor selling boudin. When I told him at least six vendors were selling boudin, he was ready to go.

Some of you may be wondering what boudin is. It comes from French roots and is pronounced BOO-DAN. It is made from cooked rice and cooked pork, with onions and green peppers along with spices and seasonings. The pork is boiled off the bone and then grounded before being mixed with the rice, onions, green peppers, spices and seasonings. The mixture is then stuffed into sausage casings. It is usually steamed, but can be fried. Sometimes, the pork and rice mixture is formed into balls and deep fried, making boudin balls.

In the afternoon, we road the motorcycle along back roads to get to Scott. Parking was not easy to find. We did find a spot and walked to the festival.

They change $5 per person to enter the festival and put a wrist band on us.

We wondered around the arts and crafts section, but nothing really caught my eye.

There was a food court with the vendors selling boudin. They also had the one of the local schools selling drinks.

There was a big free standing sign that said BOUDIN that I wanted to get my picture with it. By the time we were done trying all the different boudins, the sign had to many people in front of it to get a picture.

They had a stage set up with live bands. There was dancing and even a Cajun Dance Competition.

There were carnival rides in a different section of the festival.

There was a police presence at the park. In the above picture, on the left, you can see the police tower.

We didn’t do any rides and decided it was time to get back to Nox.

As we were leaving, we spotted the “trolley” that picks people up and drops them off.

We rode back to the RV and Nox was so excited and happy to see us when we opened the door. Her tail was moving so fast we could barely see it!