arrived in new orleans tonight around 7pm or so. this has got to be one of my favorite places on earth. how i landed a job that sent me here more times than i can remember i don’t know. and this weekend is, as they say, my last hurrah.
started thinking back to the last time i was here, i wrote a list of things i wanted to do when i came back, and the only thing i could remember off the top of my head was zydeque (cajun bbq—what’s not to love?). suggested it to phill, he was game, location was perfect—right in the french quarter.
definitely take a look at their menu (pdf)—it’s very simple. i suggested we get a little of everything. that meant: ribs, pulled pork, chicken, andouille sausage, brisket, and 5 sides! holy shit. the waitress was kind of like wtf? she suggested we get less than a full rack of ribs—like a 1/4 rack. we caved. we split everything, though i think i got one rib and phill got two.
heck i’m kind of from texas, i know smoked pork ribs are damn good. but phill couldn’t stop talking about them all night! everything else was pretty good too, but those ribs. damn. phill made me promise that we’re going back before we leave. i couldn’t agree more.