Serving up Asian-cajun crawfish

Eating on the Edge: Vietnamese immigrants to the southern U.S. took quickly to cajun food, leading to a spicy Asian-cajun cuisine that can now be found in Seattle.
Quan Do, co-owner of Cajun Crawfish

Quan Do, co-owner of Cajun Crawfish Hugo Kugiya

On the north side of downtown Biloxi, Miss., along the city’s Back Bay, the gas stations, filling stations, video stores, supply houses, and restaurants are owned by Vietnamese immigrants who settled along the Gulf Coast in the 1970s and 1980s to catch shrimp.

Gambling has supplanted shrimp as the economic engine of Biloxi. The wild shrimp fishery in the Gulf has ceded most of the market to shrimp farms in places like, ironically, Vietnam, Thailand, and China. Most of the shrimp we consume comes from farms in Asia.

The immigrants who fled Vietnam after the end of the war in 1975 dug in nonetheless and adapted, and now two and three generations of Vietnamese Americans call places like Biloxi, New Orleans, Port Arthur, and Houston home. (One of them, Anh Cao, an immigrant lawyer from New Orleans, became the first Vietnamese-American member of Congress two years ago. He represents a predominantly African-American district.)

It took little time for the newcomers to develop a taste for southern, coastal cooking. As a result, Cajun-style restaurants run by and catering to Vietnamese-Americans have become hugely popular in places like Houston and Orange County, Calif., where the majority of Vietnamese-Americans in the U.S. live. The trend has spread to places like Atlanta, and recently, Asian-Cajun has come to Seattle.

Last year, two Vietnamese-American cousins (one from Seattle, the other from Texas) opened the Crawfish King in Chinatown. The Crawfish Grill opened earlier this year next to the Great Wall Mall in Kent. And last month, the Do brothers opened The Cajun Crawfish on Martin Luther King Jr. Way South, near the Othello light rail station. Quan Do, who was born in Saigon but grew up in Seattle, first got the idea to open a Cajun restaurant in Seattle seven years ago when he was visiting a cousin in Los Angeles and noticed those kinds of eateries were everywhere — and they were all packed.

His cousin was connected to the Boiling Crab chain of Cajun seafood restaurants, which started in Orange County and is considered the biggest, most successful of its kind. It spawned imitators all over Southern California and served as an inspiration for the Dos.

“I thought, ‘We don’t have any in Seattle,’ but I didn’t have the opportunity to open a place until later,” said Quan Do, 33. Until this year, he sold cars at a Jeep-Dodge dealership in Kirkland. His younger brother Luan sold Toyotas in Burien.

It was the recession that finally motivated them to open The Cajun Crawfish. Car sales were slow. They weren’t making any money.

“We thought, we got to do something else,” said Quan, a self-taught cook, who is now training his brother to cook in the restaurant too. “We wanted to bring something new to the community.”

He hopes to indoctrinate Vietnamese-Americans in his neighborhood in the joys of Cajun seafood, and also entice the many African-Americans who live in this neighborhood of Thai, Chinese, Vietnamese, and African restaurants.

The main feature at The Cajun Crawfish is the crawfish, flown in daily from Louisiana. The first thing Quan does every day is to drive to the airport and pick up 100 pounds of live crawfish, which he serves in sauces of varying degrees of spiciness for $8.99 a pound. The crawfish is served alone or with extras like potatoes ($1), corn on the cob (50 cents), or sausage ($1.99).

The entire, steaming mess is brought out in a plastic bag. Customers eat right off the table, which is covered in butcher paper. Plastic bibs and a thick roll of paper towels — both highly necessary — are provided. The food is delicious, pungent, messy, and labor intensive. Shellfish is food for the patient. Here, it is served whole — heads, tails and all.

Quan uses no Asian spices or seasonings. He supplements a commercial mix of dry Cajun spices with rosemary, basil, bay leaves, garlic, cayenne, and orange peel, making it clear the food is not fusion. There is a statuette of Buddha next to a cardboard cutout of a crawfish, but otherwise the décor does not suggest Asian food. Fishing nets are hung from the ceiling, a convention among restaurants of this type. (The Crawfish King in Chinatown goes fully overboard on the nautical theme with buoys, seagulls, a dinghy, and life preservers.)


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