Garlic Soup -- Bayona, New Orleans, LA
If
there is one thing Vodka and Whiskey Sour failed to predict in their
many iterations of their New Orleans itinerary, it is how UTTERLY
FREEZING they would be after a historical boat ride up and down the
Mississippi.
Where's That Stifling NOLA Humidity We Keep Hearing About? |
Luckily for Bayona, theirs is the
next stop on our eating tour, and we are here to consume Simon Majumbar's favorite garlic soup from the WITH GARLIC episode of Best Thing I Ever
Ate.
Please Tell Us You Have Heat |
While soup is not generally something Vodka craves, being that her
body temperature is lower than it has been throughout the entire New York City winter, it is a welcome vehicle for warmth.
Thank Goodness We're Not Eating Ceviche Right Now |
Because
we haven't eaten in a solid two hours, along with the soup, we order
the veal cutlet, the shrimp and grits, and two ample cocktails: the
Bayona martini for Vodka and the Driving Glove for Whiskey Sour.
The Most Surefire Way to Increase One's Body Temperature |
Our
frozen fingertips are pleased that the soup lands in front of us almost
immediately, and it does a swell job of thawing our insides.
While
garlic soup does not sound like something that would necessarily be
pleasing, this variety is shockingly pleasant. In the most surefire sign
of our culinary pleasure, we begin sighing contentedly after
the first spoonful.
Our Vocal Cords Tend to Reveal Our True Feelings on Any Culinary Matter |
Sprinkled with a solid helping of crunchy
garlic, the soup has much more nuance of flavor than we had been
anticipating. (Though it also causes us to exhale straight garlic for
the rest of the day.)
Shocking That the Entire Place Does Not Reek of Garlic Breath |
Both of our entrees
are also quite tasty (read: warm), but the thing we find most lovely
about Bayona is, despite the chaotic surroundings happening directly
outside, it is a welcome, quiet refuge from the French Quarter
shenanigans.
Whiskey Sour's First Shrimp Head Experience |
Vodka's Politically Incorrect Meat |
Scenic Patio Which We're Too Cold to Make Use Of |
Still relishing the novelty of
New Orleans's open container policies, Vodka asks for a second Bayona
martini to go, and we stumble back into the chaos warmer, drunker, and
thus significantly more in line with the riffraff surrounding us.
The French Quarter's Version of "Water" |
Bayona's Garlic Soup: 4 stars
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