So I ordered it (with the catfish blackened, don't hate me, docbrite, I wasn't in the mood for fried), and enjoyed the taste and the elegance along with the game. (My eating of it was not elegant. I made a mess.)
A bit in docbrite's The Value of X ran through my head during this where Rickey's culinary classmate, the guy who's developing a mad-on for Rickey, disparages New Orleanians for eating catfish because they're "bottom feeders." "Yeah," Rickey says, "because they taste good." True. Except for anyone who doesn't like catfish.
In other news, I really do want to visit New Orleans someday. Maybe after I consistently pronounce "New Orleans" correctly.