It's an oddly-shaped little restaurant. It's thin and long and parked between a gas station and a hospital. For the longest time post-Katrina it had wood planks covering the front windows which only enhanced its shabby-chic aura. Now the windows are repaired and the lights skimming the panes are small and bright and give the impression of flickering when one has had more than one glass of the Grenache. It's a beautiful, warm, dusky place and probably my favorite haunt for a slow, happy evening.
Try the chocolate souffle.
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