It takes some guts to put your opinion of the food in the title of your own restaurant.
On the menu? Sure. Everybody talks about their “famous” this or “legendary” that.
Your fried chicken recipe is legendary? It slew the dragon, conquered Poseidon’s armies and performed the Cinnamon Challenge flawlessly? Wow. The breading must be fantastic.
But out in the wilds of Midwest City, which is legendary for being east of the city, is C’est Si Bon, 101 N. Douglas Blvd., a Cajun restaurant that proudly puts its reputation on its sign.
“It’s so good” is an accurate description of the words and noises my friends and I made as we mythically defeated the bulk of the C’est Si Bon menu.
Bards will surely write epic lute solos to describe our valiant efforts that day.
’Ere did Greg and his merry band descend upon the catfish
’Twas $8.99 for a pound.
And lo did they eat with a mighty hunger
until no more fish could be found.
Swam all it could in a river of spices
’til fried in a crust sweet and true.
And, along with the shrimp for $10.99,
it nearly sated the hearty, ravenous crew.
What next came a-hopping as they licked their lips
but some tender fried legs of frog.
No dipping sauce needed for these sultry treats
that had recently perched on a log.
If you’re afraid to make a meal of Kermit’s backside,
which I found to be quite fine,
skip the large meal with 10 of the legs
and buy one apiece for $1.99.
Still the red beans and rice did await us
with large blackened sausage on the side.
It’s a filling meal, true, but stir it all up/and you’ll find ham hiding inside.
The crawfish étouffée was less daring;
its spices did not make a mark.
The dark roux was buttery and the tails cooked fine,
but there was no bite with its bark.
If you’d rather have lunch that comes in a bun,
a po’boy is what you crave.
The cochon de lait is a slow–roasted pig
that found in my belly a grave.
Tender and sweet, the pork fell apart,
mixed in with a crunchy coleslaw.
And the Creole mayonnaise made the bread
so much easier for me to gnaw.
Are you as sick of my terrible rhyming
as I think you ams?
Then forgive me this last, but I really must say
don’t dare leave without candied yams.
We have fun, right?
Seriously, the food at C’est Si Bon lived up to its name. The hardest things to deal with are the ridiculous distance between the restaurant and me and a bit of crab-shell dodging when you eat the gumbo ($7.99). But it’s worth it. I mean, there’s real crab in there.
If you’re worried about Cajun food being too spicy, you can put away the jug of milk and relax. While there’s flavor, there’s not a whole lot of heat. If anything, be sure you’ve got a little hot sauce on hand.
While my trepid food adventurers and I appreciated most everything at C’est Si Bon, there were highs and lows.
The collard greens were fine, but not amazing. The mac and cheese was creamy. The big hit was the boudin balls (six for $3.99, so get thousands of them), which are a carb-tacular delight of ridiculous proportions — especially dipped in the chef’s version of Tiger sauce.
Midwest City is a ways off, but C’est Si Bon is so good, it’s worth the drive.
C’est Si Bon Cajun Catfish & Po-Boys
101 N. Douglas Blvd., Midwest City
What works: Fried catfish, shrimp and boudin balls.
What needs work: The étouffée was eh.
Tip: With seating for 20 or so, it’s wise to get it to-go.
Print headline: So good, From frog legs to boudin balls, this Cajun eatery is so proud of its menu, it stakes its name on it.