The famed Bourbon Street. It's high noon. People are walking down the street with beers and mixed drinks. It smells like urine. There's a lot of garbage. This is not my cup of tea.
It's Brennan's for lunch.
I had a bowl of the seafood gumbo. Not particularly appetizing to look at but it wasn't bad. I think they must use gumbo as a way to use up leftovers.
We started off with a trio of baked oysters - Rockefeller, Joneseca, and Bienville. Don't ask me what the Jonesca oyster is. I don't know. What all three were though, is heavy. The "sludge"/roux of toppings totally overpowered the oysters. Didn't care for any of these particularly. I generally like spinach, but I hated the spinach oysters.
I broke one of my own rules today in ordering. I never, ever order something fried in a bun. I can't see how the bun could add anything to the quality of the fried. I ordered the Oyster Po' Boy because I was in Nawlins and thought I should have a Po' Boy at least once. I shouldn't have broken my rule. The oysters were good, but you don't need more bread with fried.