That's where Voo Doo Daddy & Chef Boudan first met. Chef was a cookin' for a chain gang on Highway 5 out of Lafayette. Daddy was runnin' a moonshine bar. One crazy night their paths crossed at the Red Ox, a local watern' hole. Bellying to the bar, they put down eleven shots a tequila. They talked about gator wrestlin', Hank Williams, Buckwheat Zydeco, Dukes of Hazzard, and how the "Yanks" didn't put enough kick in their food. They been partners in crime ever since. 

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In the early 90's, they up and moved to Wisconsin armed with a box of recipes and a bottle a Hot sauce. (Chef always hated the Dixie heat, and Daddy was a ladies man who wore out his welcome.) The economy wasn't good, so they both took jobs a working at the local railroad cleaning box cars. After six years a Savin' and a whole lotta experimenting' in the kitchen, they opened up their own joint. 

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That's how Fishbone's was born. 

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We tell people Fishbone's is cajun creole fusion with a hint a "Pacific Rim", but if ya don't know what that means, it don't matter a lick. Just to know we serve darn tasty grub and killer drinks. So kick up your feet, order a few plates and stay awhile. 

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We're here for ya!!!

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Kindly,

Daddy and Boudan