For a decade or two before the great national gourmet burger tsunami overtook New Orleans, Port of Call was putting out a product that drew hordes. That hasn’t changed. This is not a burger for teeny-patty people. It’s a dripping half-pound monster, served with a loaded baked potato. You’re probably going to wait a while for it (get the fruity signature Monsoon cocktail to bide the time), and you probably won’t even be able to see it inside the dark den of a dining room (a good thing since the restaurant has needed a redo for years). They have steaks, but they’re irrelevant. Sometimes you just need a good burger, and even with the serious contenders around town now, Port of Call’s still holds up. No reservations.