There are a few rare and golden universals that everyone—whether transplant or fifth-generation New Orleans—can agree on: red beans and rice, the Saints, and Parkway for poor boys.
Walk into our restaurant and you’re bound to find a true cross section of New Orleans. It’s where the old guard and the new guard can both let their guard down. It’s a kind of oasis. Everyone’s in here for the same things: good food, a pleasant atmosphere, and great company.
We serve the same poor boys to everyone who walks through our door, from actual poor boys to the President of the United States. And we’re just as honored to be doing either.