Dis is da ultimate neighbahood N’Awlins restaurant, owned by the same family since the late 1800s—and largely unchanged—as it should be. Nothing innovative here, just comfort food the way Maw Maw made it (including canned veggies—skip 'em), served by someone who looks like her. If the daily specials aren’t to your liking, get some butter-soaked garlic bread to share and the right and true seafood gumbo or turtle soup au sherry. Then go for the sweet Italian sausage and spaghetti combo or brown-buttery trout meunière. The cocktails are strong here; so is the A/C. Bring a sweater.