Where: 77th and Columbus What You'll Find: For those of us lucky enough to have ever been to New Orleans, Jacques-Imo's is a little outpost of NOLA right on the Upper West Side. And "outpost" is not a misnomer, the original restaurant actually exists in New Orleans (I'm assuming in the French Quarter). Anyway, here you will dine on authentic cuisine surrounded by the paraphernalia that is quintessentially associated with the birthplace of Jazz...voo doo dolls, Mardi Gras beads, and for some reason each table had a "Santa Clara" prayer candle on it. I'm sure I'll find out, by the by, that Santa Clara is the patron saint of New Orleans, or something. Wore: Dark jeans, black turtleneck, tweed bag. What? You were expecting hoop skirts with a matching parasol? Need to Visit an ATM on a scale from One to Ten: Seven, apparently, since I still owe some money for this delightful meal. You Should Have: The alligator cheesecake, which is an appetizer, not a dessert. Tastes kind of like chicken. In all seriousness, it is probably the most interesting thing I've eaten in awhile. Rambling: This was the perfect place to unwind after a week of three hours of training per day at work, losing a co-worker to an abrupt termination (that's my nice term for being "fired"), all the while continuing to pound the pavement on the apartment search. The fun atmosphere, much like NOLA itself, ensured that belly-laughs would be had by all. It was the perfect place for a gal I like to call "Drunk-Bitchy Mary" to come out. I like her a lot, she's fun. Jacques-Imo's made me happy...and that's all there is to it.
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