These shrimp tacos were pretty decent. The shrimp wasn’t over cooked or over fried and had a nice kick to it. Also, the fresh guac from this place is YUM. That is all.
Ahhhhh the famous Café Du Monde.
Loved this spot. Not only are the beignets and coffee amazing, but it was so nice to sit here in the morning.
So, we ordered a few beignets and café au laits.
If you can’t already tell, they were absofuckinglutely amazing. Beignets are basically the French take on doughnuts. Its like a mix between fried dough and cake. It may look like there is a shit load of powdered sugar on top, but it is all necessary. Any sugar left on the plate either gets dipped in or poured into your coffee. Mmmm.
If you’re in NOLA, visiting this place is a must. But FYI- if you don’t go early, you will be stuck in a 30 min+ line. So get out of bed you lazy hungover fuck!
Now look at this beautiful picture of the Mississippi River.
This BITCHIN’ muffuletta came from a place called The Butcher down in Nawlins.
The muffuletta is the best mother fuckin’ cold cut sandwich I’ve ever had. In fact, it wasn’t cold at all. The sesame bread was toasted and the meats were freshly smoked.
So I got an order all to myself, thinking it wouldn’t be an entire pie. This could totes be split by two people. OH WELL. I ate all that shit up anyway!
I don’t really know how else to describe this sandwich besides the fact that it was real tasty. What ever was in it almost had a chorizo like taste. BOMB.
I washed it all down with a cream soda. #throwback
Point is- if you’re going to NOLA and want an unfuckingbelievable muffuletta, you GOTTA get it from The Butcher.
WOW this place is a gem!
Located in the French Quarter and around the corner from where we stayed, was Antoine’s. A friend and I stopped by here our last day before heading back home. It was bitter sweet.
We heard about this place for their famous Café Brulot, a specialty French drink and also for their history. So in we walked and ordered our Po Boys.
I ordered the Oyster Po Boy (featured image at the top), which was perfect. The oysters were perfectly cooked and it had a nice gravy on it that added some delicious flavor. It was my first po boy and from the way they looked in pictures, I was afraid they’d be wicked dry. But this wasn’t at all!
The bartender that served us was a bad ass older gentleman. I asked him for an order of the Café Brulot and this happened:
They mix coffee with brandy, then add cinnamon sticks, cloves, lemon peel, and nutmeg. Add fire. Mix that shit up and you have your café brulot.
This beverage was STRONG AF. The bartender described it as the old Frenchman’s redbull and vodka, something like that. It reminded me of a wicked intense Irish coffee. It’s a good drink for when it’s cold as balls outside and you need to wake the fuck up. Also, look at that lil’ devil on the cup. SICK.
Once my friend and I were done with our po boys and brulots, we asked about the private rooms in back. Our bartender brought us to the back of the restaurant and gave us the down low about all the ballrooms, dinning rooms, debutantes, and past mardi gras festivities. There were so many rooms filled with really cool artifacts and photographs.
If you’re ever down in NOLA, I highly suggest visiting Antoine’s Restaurant!
…just incase you were wondering. Posts to come soon!