Monday 5 January
Yet another thing we love about New
Orleans: the Times Picayune dining guide,
which tracks chefs the way other papers track athletes, runs a feature listing
local restaurants that are open on Mondays.
One of them is Dante's Kitchen, which was just a short (and tonight,
freezing) walk away from our B&B.
The well-informed hipsters who
serve and wine there started us out with lagniappe: a little iron skillet of
molasses spoon bread with melting honey butter in the center. We lapped it up so quickly that we only have a picture of crumbs.
To accompany it and the meal, we
chose an intriguing new grape - or rather, an old California Gamay - 2013 Valdiguié,
from Broc Cellars, Berkeley.
Our starters consisted of way-spicy
steamed mussels in New Orleans style shrimp stock, roasted corn, mushrooms,
andouille, and tranches of green chile; and giant grilled shrimp, swimming in
andouille-studded redeye gravy, on top of the most buttery and luscious stone-ground
grits imaginable. As traditional, we had to suck the heads and squeeze the tails.
For mains, we went for the
renowned sweet maple-glazed half chicken grilled under a brick, with a potato
and bacon hash cake topped with a fried egg; and trois mignons - tiny beef filets each on a puff of caramelized
onion mashed potato, one topped with pulled pork debris, one with beef
worcestershire, and the last with stilton sauce.
So much for not having steak and
potatoes in New Orleans.
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