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Cary, North Carolina
March 21, 2005
From journal N'awlins Y'all - Bon Temps!
December 9, 2003
Arriving early (at least early for New Orleans), my friends and I found the place fairly empty (this was to change as the night wore on). We grabbed a table directly in front of the drum set where a band would play a mix of jazz and blues for our entertainment. A very helpful, very young waiter took our order for some basic finger foods like crawfish cakes and tempura. He seemed to get a kick out of us three obvious suburbanites out on the town for the evening, answering all our questions with a broad smile.
"So," my very proper friend with two kids and a minivan at home asks as she perused the drink menu, "what exactly is in the funky butt juice?"
We found further amusement in the menu, which is chocked full of the proprietor''s college boy wit. Fried oysters are proclaimed to be "nature''s answer to Viagra" while Funky chickens are "big golden breast strips from some mighty shapely hens." If you''d like, you can order a full dinner.
Licking the "booty spread" off our fingers, we settled back to hear the wail of a harmonica while a little girl with a big voice sang for us.
What was my overall impression? This was a very cool joint--very in-your-face New Orleans.
Hell, I even bought a t-shirt.
From journal Haunted New Orleans