I've been putting this off all week, hoping someone else would do the work for me, and I wouldn't have to go negative. But I'm afraid that none of the posters have done justice to how poorly done the Fat Tuesday dinner at Cajun Charlie's was.
I split the rant up into two parts: timing/service and food.
-Restaurant was not ready for our arrival at 7:30. Another group had been meeting there before us, and we were requested by the staff to rearrange the tables [and if memory serves, we were doing this at 8 pm].
-No food came out of the kitchen for at least the first hour. Two hard-working [but seemingly inexperienced ] young people began bringing plates of fried seafood [frogs legs, catfish & calimari] out and are pounced on by the hungry crowd.
-The salad and rolls showed up maybe around 9:15. [We were puzzled as to 'special' nature of special salad dressing. What I tasted was like thousand island without the islands - basically something from the mayo/ketchup/sour delite family]. Rolls were ordinary & room temperature or even colder.
-Entrees start showing up around 9:45, and continue trickling out of the kitchen until at least 10:45. Having parked myself near the kitchen door, I believe my part of my table got at least one plate of everything. From Evil Ronnie's comment that he never tasted the fried chicken, I strongly suspect that the servers didn't do the best job of distributing food through the restaurant.
Giovanni and I finally left at nearly 11 PM, unsure if dinner was done or not [the proposed menu included King Cake and ice cream, along with gumbo and fried okra that never materialized]. There was never a word of explanation or apology for the dinner being dragged out so unpleasantly over 3 1/2 hours. It wasn't a matter of leisurely pacing, it was a matter of disorganization that began, after a while, to feel like disrespect.
And now on to the food:
-My first bite of food [calimari] is unpromising; the squid and breading have good texture, but has a bitter/burned taste like the oil is old or at too high a temperature. Don't know if there were two vats of oil or more, because I did not taste this in all of the fried foods as strongly as I did here. Frogs legs and catfish were OK; the frogs legs that went by me did have remoulade. The one boiled crawfish I had wasn't quite right; it was overcooked and crusted with too much 'seasoning'.
-Fried chicken was dry & tasteless.
-Catfish appeared as an entree as well. Unlike the appetizer version, it had that musky bottom-feeder flavor. [ I know that this can be a feature of catfish, so I just offer this as an observation.]
-Crawfish etoufee was gummy and had little flavor. Mostly rice, and the roux was pasty and undercooked. I had been joking that dinner was taking so long because the chef was taking time to get the roux right. I had to find a new joke after this....
-Jambalaya wasn't any better. Texture of rice was gummy, there wasn't much shrimp or sausage in it
[and the portions are so small!]. As with almost every other dish, there was no discernable onion/garlic/celery/pepper/herb flavor.
-Red beans and rice were beyond bad. If they were more than a can of kidney beans poured over some prepared rice, you'd have to show me concrete evidence. Red beans & rice from Popeye's are better - at least they include L****d Sm*ke for some flavor.
-Ribs and pork chops were fatty and just barely cooked through. Served with a sauce that tasted like it came straight from a bottle. Our table of 12-15 people was served one plate with 5 pork chops [which became an issue when one end of the table took some & then realized that a second dish was not forthcoming....].
-Greens were odd: shredded, then cooked not quite to tenderness & seasoned mostly with cayenne as near as I could tell.
-Toward the end, the "famous" spaghetti showed up. General puzzlement at the table as to what made the spaghetti famous, as well. Meat sauce, lots of garlic, not too sweet - best I can say for it.
-And food kept trickling out to our table. Chicken wings. Frogs legs, again. It seemed as though the kitchen kept sending things out hoping that we'd get full and pay no mind to what we were actually eating.
-Some small portions of desert were served. We were told to share them amongst ourselves.
I was sitting near two newcomers to an LTH dinner, Giovanni [who I'd been telling for weeks how great this was all going to be] and Someday, and spent part of my evening insisting that these events were usually MUCH better than this. And, of course, they are.
The truism still holds that the best part of the dinner was the company, but I deeply, sincerely wish that it hadn't been the only genuinely good part of the evening. The best food that night barely reached the level of mediocre. I cannot comprehend how a professional establislhment could be so poorly organized. I guess things have to not work out every once in a while, so my next LTH dinner should be spectacular.
Giovanna
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"Enjoy every sandwich."
-Warren Zevon