Holy. Cajun. Cow. I hope Lucile’s doesn’t mind, but I have officially applied for a marriage license to their biscuits. Get over it people.
Yup, it’s legit. It may, in fact, be too legit to quit. But regardless, stop what you’re doing and get to Lucile’s as soon as you can. This quaint house on the outskirts of Old Town will literally transport you all the way to New Orleans, and costs a fraction of the plane ticket. The wait seems ridiculous (sometimes you can sit in limbo for over an hour), but it’s worth it. Just grab yourself a Cafe Au Lait and settle in on their spacious front porch, because what I can only describe as heaven awaits you.
Get yourself a biscuit for the table and lather it in housemade jam while you wait for your plates. As for what to order, you can’t go wrong. If there’s a special, get it, no questions asked. They are not known for flopping on any of their dishes, and if they’ve got something special, you want it. But if you’ve happened in on a day that they’re just offering the regular menu, never fear. Every option on that menu is delicious, well-plated, and cooked to perfection, with so many items made from scratch and grown at Lucile’s own farm.
Word to the wise, if you’re in town for the weekend, you should hit up Snooze on Saturday and finish with a finale at Lucile’s on Sunday. Don’t ruin Snooze with a visit to Lucile’s first, you’ll just be disappointed. And please, for the love of all that is good in this world, don’t take the beignets to go, they are meant to be devoured while they’re still warm and crispy — don’t be that guy.