As soon as we checked into the hotel, I took Jack to my favorite oyster place, Felix’s, for charbroiled oysters. It has greatly expanded now but the oysters are still great.
We also went to Mother’s for breakfast for its famous ham.
Jack and I enjoyed the music at the festival and took the streetcar to Tulane, where I visited my old classroom in the former law school building.
I also took Jack to my favorite bar at the Napoleon’s House for a Pimm’s cup and we splurged on the last day with brunch at Galatoire’s and paid a late night visit to Cafe Due Monde for fresh beignets.
The only disappointing aspect of the trip was a dinner at Royal House restaurant. It was hands down the worst service and worst food that I have had in New Orleans in years. We came in to hear a hostess exploding at a man who politely asked about how long it would take to be a table. We were seated relatively quickly, but never saw our waitress after she took the order. We had to go and literally find some silverware when the food was virtually tossed on the table. The food was cold and remarkably bad. It was also pricey. In the end, I would have paid twice the amount to have skipped the meal entirely. We went to Cafe Du Monde to get the taste out of our mouths. As a cheerleader for New Orleans, it is rare for me to pan a restaurant but you can do much much better than the Royal House. In a city renown for food, it is a disgrace to serve such food to tourists who come to one of the greatest cities for outstanding food.
Despite the one bad meal, the trip was outstanding and, once again, everyone should make it down to the Big Easy to experience its boundless energy, unique culture, and world-class food and music.