Café Adelaide
This undersung hotel restaurant from the Commander’s Palace branch of the Brennan family borrows some of their time-tested aspects, including 25 cent martinis at lunch. They’re even cheaper—as in free—if you wear a hat to Sunday brunch, and optional prix-fixe lunch and dinner menus are such good value that they’re hard to pass up. The regular menu covers the people-pleaser requisites, then goes off script with some winning, whimsical culinary curveballs—starting with the must-have shrimp-and-tasso corndog starter—sweet, spicy, and addictive. There’s a wacky crab po’ boy with brie cheese and babaganoush, and if that’s not rich deliciousness enough, go for the blue crab gnocchi. Their signature dessert, a white-chocolate biscuit pudding, is worth whatever it does to your thighs. Adelaide also benefitted greatly from a smart redecoration in 2014, good happy hour specials, and especially from being next to the splendid Swizzle Stick, one of the better bars in town.
This undersung hotel restaurant from the Commander’s Palace branch of the Brennan family borrows some of their time-tested aspects, including 25 cent martinis at lunch. They’re even cheaper—as in free—if you wear a hat to Sunday brunch, and optional prix-fixe lunch and dinner menus are such good value that they’re hard to pass up. The regular menu covers the people-pleaser requisites, then goes off script with some winning, whimsical culinary curveballs—starting with the must-have shrimp-and-tasso corndog starter—sweet, spicy, and addictive. There’s a wacky crab po’ boy with brie cheese and babaganoush, and if that’s not rich deliciousness enough, go for the blue crab gnocchi. Their signature dessert, a white-chocolate biscuit pudding, is worth whatever it does to your thighs. Adelaide also benefitted greatly from a smart redecoration in 2014, good happy hour specials, and especially from being next to the splendid Swizzle Stick, one of the better bars in town.
