charming does not begin to describe the atmosphere.
it is located in old town, on the same plot of land as the historic, haunted whaley house.
quaint old street lamps, brick laid pathways, creaky wooden floorboards - i eat it up.
plus, i haven't found a good cajun restaurant since santa barbara and i was itching for some creole dinning.
we're currently seizing the day and crossing items off our bucket list, so we gave it a try.
oh mama. it was so delicious! one of those meals where you wonder how it could be this good. you eat slowly because you know each bite brings you closer to an empty plate and you don't want to think about the horror.
the two owners run the place. literally. one cooks and the other serves. -side note: the cook had a straw fedora on and a tommy bahama shirt. i kid you not. - it is a very small restaurant and the service is slow (hey, there's only one guy), but why would you want to leave? historic pictures and plaques adorn the walls and the smell is delicious! the price is a bit of a deterrent, so we won't be going weekly, but it was amazing food and i'm so glad we had the experience!
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