Seventy-year-old Felix’s got new owners and a thorough, much-needed housecleaning a few years back, and we’re happy to say they left most everything else alone. Like Acme, its across-the-street friendly rival, it’s just a down-home, nuthin’-fancy oyster bar, but the dozens come out fresh and bitterly chilled, needing nothing more than a squeeze of lemon. You can also have them in stews, soups, pastas, or omelets broiled, fried, or baked. And if it’s crawfish season, order up a spicy pile. It’s not nearly as much of a scene as Acme (a big plus), and the shuckers have fast hands and quick wit.