2304 Main Street Olde Towne Daphne

by Lindsey Schmieman December 07, 2021

The story of the Cajun Kringle®

One day an old Cajun man told his grandchildren this story. "Come over here," he said, "Set yo'sef down and lemme tell ya da story of da Cajun Kringle®. "It all happen a long time ago. D'ere was a little baker called his 'sef Alfonse. Dis man was very generous. Every mornin' he would wake up at 4:00 a.m. an den light his oven and begin da process of makin' his Kringles. When he would finish baking dem Kringles, he would load dem into his pirogue for the trip down da bayou to begin deliberin' dem to his family and friends. "One mornin' on the bayou, a big gator jumped on his boat and said 'Gimme all your Kringles.' Alphonse grabbed his push pole and beat dat gator on his head and told him da Kringles was not for him. Dat night da baker started cookin' his Kringles early cause he had a large order to deliver. As he look out da corner of his eye, he saw dat gator cryin' at da window. Being a very compassionate ole man, he made a promise wit dat gator. He said if da gator would pull Alfonse and his pirouge down da bayou to make his Kringle deliveries, Alfonse, he would give a special Kringle to the gator each day. The gator agreed. The next mornin' all da Cajun families got their Kringles from Alfonse and da gator. "So legend has it dat all da families along da bayou wait each mornin' to see Alfonse and his gator bring dem their Cajun Kringles®. So children, remember dat lil ole baker, Alfonse, and his gator every time your family receives a Cajun Kringle®.




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