Trust them without hesitation. Virtually all the food here is great, but some is better than others. I'm glad one server steered me to the barbecue shrimp. A personal best for the Nibbler, including the famed Pascal's Manale in New Orleans. Red beans and rice here will teach you how inadequate that name is.
Stuff here is so meaty, chunks of chicken and sausage outnumber the beans.
It will make you wonder what the hot sauce on the table is for and how something this substantial could ever be a side dish. This is also the place to meet a po' boy - and resolve any confusion with a Cuban, sub torpedo or grinder. It takes two hands to juggle one of these and you'll still spill some of what must be a half pound of seafood in it. Once you get a mouthful of fresh fried oysters, crawfish or shrimp with lemony mayo and crunchy onions, you'll understand the importance of food in Cajun life. Since a sandwich, the humblest thing on a menu, is this good, you know they give the same care to the fancier stuff.