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Arana Taqueria y Cantina

3242 Magazine St.

Happy Hour:  3:00 – 7:00 P.M.  Monday through Friday.

We’ve always been fond of Mexican food; it’s filling, comforting, and of course, cheap. We have frequented this establishment many times prior to starting this blog. We were thrilled to learn that Kitty, one of our favorite New Orleans bartenders, now works here, although she was not on staff the night we were there for this review. If you are fortunate enough to stop by while she is working, she will make the experience even more enjoyable. It’s obvious by now how important customer service is to us, and she always goes above and beyond.

Nestled amongst many beautiful restaurants and bars on Magazine Street, we were drawn in by the chalkboard sign outside that advertised half price tacos and all drinks. Once inside, we immediately shuttered at the loud salsa music, but stayed for the decor and intoxicating smells of Mexican food. The giant spider with the Day of the Dead mask on the wall certainly added to the authenticity. Tin star lights hanging from the ceiling set a dark, yet comfortable tone.

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Looking out on Magazine St.

Drinks: You go to a Mexican restaurant, there’s a good chance you’ll get a Margarita. The options range from house, to seasonal, as well as their original creations. The seasonal drinks are made with the house made agua fresca, such as Strawberry Cucumber and Spicy Watermelon. Original creations are the Champagne Margarita and the Jalapeno Pineapple Cilantro Margarita. Other drink options include specialty drinks, such as a Mexican Mojito and the Bloody Maria. Tequila Flights are available to try three 1 ounce samples of different tequila, ranging from 18 to 50 dollars. As for those of us (Jay in particular) who lean more toward the pedestrian, the beer selection on tap limited to two standards. The bottled selection is much more extensive, including locals as well as Mexican. Nancy enjoyed the Deconstructed Margarita, which was lime juice, agave nectar and Sauza. Light and refreshing, but lacking the necessary kick in the pants, so her second drink was the house Margarita, which rendered her docile and giggly. Jay had the Negra Modela on draft. When in Rome…sort of. No complaints.

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House Margarita

The menu consists of appetizers, soups, salads, sides, and traditional entrees. Many looked interesting, specifically the fried oyster tostada and ceviche, but we skipped right to the tacos. There are fourteen taco options, including tongue, duck, pork belly, beef, chicken, fish, and vegetarian. Jay consumed two Fried Chicken on flour tortillas, and two El Gringos with sour cream. Nancy had one Chicken Tinga, one Chipotle Shrimp, and one Carne Asada. Obviously, our tastes are considerably different. Jay always enjoys the El Gringo with seasoned ground beef, and was excited to see the fried chicken available. He was slightly underwhelmed, as it was essentially a chicken wrap in a tortilla. Nancy was impressed with hers, loving the pickled vegetables and cilantro. The Carne Asada was marinaded perfectly with an abundance of flavor. The only drawback is the soggy corn tortillas, easily amended with finishing the dinner with a fork and knife.

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Jay’s plate.

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Nancy’s plate.

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Clean plate. Done.

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No need to go elsewhere.

Ultimately, this is a Happy Hour Hor win. We were able to get four drinks and seven tacos at a great price. This was dinner. (This was also the place we went to after Delmonico.)

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Emeril’s Delmonico

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1300 St. Charles Avenue

Happy Hour: 5:00 -7:00 P.M. Monday through Friday.

This is one of those place we would probably not patronize were it not for happy hour. Everyone knows Emeril Lagasse. You know you’re getting quality here – and paying for it. Hence – happy hour. Located near Lee Circle on St. Charles, it’s easily accessible by streetcar. The interior is just as beautiful as the restored exterior. Once again, we were greeted by a friendly hostess. If an establishment can’t get this right, everything else is suspect. As it was only 5:00 P.M., the restaurant was virtually empty. We generally gravitate towards the bar as opposed to a table. We’re just more comfortable there, and we – and by we, I mean Nancy –  do enjoy engaging the bartender.

It’s a small bar with only six seats. Considering the layout of the rest of the place, it’s understandable that most people will sit at a table.The grand piano only adds to the gravitas. The bartender  – whom we later came to know as Markos – poured us some water and handed us menus. As for the atmosphere, the volume level of the music was perfect, which was traditional blues, including legends like Howlin’ Wolf and Muddy Waters. The interior was unassuming beige and other muted neutral colors.

While they have a fairly extensive beer selection, there was nothing on tap. As for the wine, we don’t claim to be well-versed enough to make an objective critique. Suffice it to say, it’s safe to assume this place will satisfy the most discerning of wine consumers. Ultimately, we decided on mixed drinks. Having come to appreciate a fine Sazerac, I decided to try my luck here. It was better than most I’ve had in town. Some bartenders make it too boozy or too sweet. Markos got it right. Nancy enjoyed a Pimm’s Cup for the first round, and one of the specialty cocktails for the second. It was called a “Rice, Rice, B.B.”, which consisted of Oryza vodka, blueberries, basil, and lemon. She enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed the Sazerac. For the record, happy hour prices on drinks include half off all beer, wine by the glass, and mixed drinks.

Rice, Rice, B.B.

Rice, Rice, B.B.

Best Sazerac in recent memory.

Best Sazerac in recent memory.

The primary draw for this happy hour was the fifty cent char-grilled oysters. Most places generally offer deals on raw only, so we couldn’t pass up this opportunity. The oysters were char-grilled in lemon butter, light on the cheese. Unfortunately there was no bread for sopping, which is crucial. It’s worth mentioning that the oysters come with complimentary candied bacon. Your tolerance for sweetness will determine how you feel about this. But after a couple drinks, the smell of the bacon is dangerously intoxicating. Rounding out the happy hour menu were five dollar small plates. We decided on fried eggplant, house-made sausage, and deviled eggs. The eggplant was either not ripe or undercooked. The breading, however, was fried to crispy deliciousness. The side of mayonnaise was a refreshing change from the standard marinara. The sausage was authentic, spicy Italian sausage, with a surprising side of honey mustard and pickled vegetables. Very unique take on an Italian staple. Simply put – delightful. The deviled eggs were dressed with shrimp and mixed with andouille. I was mildly impressed, but wouldn’t pay five dollars for three deviled eggs again. Nancy’s take – “They’re deviled eggs…”

Only 11??? Nancy found a double. It was a dozen after all.

Only 11??? Nancy found a double. It was a dozen after all.

Candied bacon and Pimm's Cup.

Candied bacon and Pimm’s Cup.

Small plates. Some smaller than others.

Small plates. Some smaller than others.

Overall, we certainly enjoyed the drinks, and will return for the Sazerac and other specialty cocktails. As we mentioned in the introductory post, the main goal of going to happy hour is frankly – dinner. After the oysters and small plates, we realized we were still hungry, so we hit up another happy hour – to be reviewed later. Oddly enough, we encountered another patron from Delmonico at happy hour number two. Nancy intended to connect with her, but she slammed her campy cocktail and cheap eats before taking off. Probably a booze hound, but what does that say about us?

The obligatory aftermath shot.

The obligatory aftermath shot.

The damage. Who pays?

The damage. Who pays?

Superior Seafood

4338 St. Charles Ave

Happy Hour: Monday through Sunday 4:30 – 6:30. Friday and Saturday 10:00 – 11:00 (drinks only).  All Saints and LSU Tigers games (drinks only).

Full disclosure: We frequent this place more than any other in town. Yes, it’s five blocks from the apartment, but more than that, it has so much to offer. The happy hour items are half price on beer and wine, and 50 cent raw oysters. We were fortunate enough to get a sneak preview of upcoming happy hour entrees. More on that later…

It doesn’t matter how good the food, drink, or prices are, bad customer service will ruin everything. After a year or so of living in New Orleans, one learns to lower their expectations in this regard. There are places in town who seem to forget they are in the service industry and treat their patrons like war criminals. Fortunately, it’s not a concern here. After a warm and sincere greeting by the hostess, we planted ourselves at the bar. Within thirty seconds, we were then welcomed by Thomas Houston – a manager who was tending bar that night. Like everyone else in this establishment, Thomas has always taken great care of us. Not because we’re regulars; he attends to all customers in a cordial and enthusiastic manner. He moves so fast, it was almost impossible to get a good picture. His spinning and flipping of the cocktail napkins is particularly endearing. Other staff members who contribute to great customer service include Terry, Derek, Chris, Hollis, and Kelly. You will be treated very well here.

Thomas Houston. Manager/Bartender extraordinaire.

Thomas Houston. Manager/Bartender extraordinaire.

Derek. One of many friendly faces behind the bar.

Derek. One of many friendly faces behind the bar.

Time for a drink. This is a seafood restaurant, not a taproom. The beer selection is limited, but does offer the local staples, including NOLA Blonde and Abita Amber, as well a few other quality choices; nothing even remotely resembling swill here. There are plenty of options for the discerning wine enthusiast. Nancy generally leans towards the Pinot Grigio, which apparently complements the oysters quite well. Another feature of happy hour is two for one on frozen drinks, which include Pomegranate Mojitos, Mimosas, and the French 75. Whatever your beverage of choice is, they’ve probably got it covered. If not, they can certainly improvise.

Oysters. I don’t claim to be an expert on oysters. I dabbled a bit at the Henry Street Taproom in Saratoga Springs, NY. They had raw oysters for a dollar each on Monday nights. It didn’t do much for me. When I moved to New Orleans, I realized what I’d been missing all this time. My first experience with char-grilled oysters resulted in the following proclamation; “Holy shit!” Now, if we go to Superior, we get raw oysters – no exceptions. Raw oysters are an acquired taste, and some prefer char-grilled. I’ve come to appreciate and embrace the purity of the raw. The shuckers are extremely skilled. Who wants to work to get the oyster out of the shell? As an aside, one of them – Jay – is a turtle obsessive. Go figure. Even when the place is busy, you rarely wait more than a few minutes. They come with saltines, ketchup, horseradish, and lemon, with more options available, such as Worcestershire and various brands of hot sauce. We are partial to Crystal, by the way. Whether you load them on a saltine, or suck them off the shell, you’ll be ready for another dozen before you know it. As for the char-grilled, they’re not on the happy hour menu, but do yourself a favor and make room for them anyway. You yourself just might proclaim “Holy shit!” as well.

For now, raw oysters are the only food item on the happy hour menu. That will change in the very near future. As of September 1st, some wonderfully unique and particularly local culinary delights will be available at happy hour prices. Thomas approached us a few weeks ago and told us that they were kicking around some ideas. The first sample of the evening was buffalo oysters. Yes, more oysters. Breaded oysters with buffalo sauce topped with blue cheese. These are just as good as the sound. The next offering was gumbo gravy fries. A local twist on poutine, with shrimp, and no cheese curd. We were enjoying this with local musician Davis Rogan the previous week (Is it too early to name drop?) and witnessed him dipping French bread in this delectable concoction. Brilliant. As if all that weren’t enough, Thomas then presented us with crawfish mac and cheese in a cast iron skillet. Penne pasta with plenty of cheese sauce and a generous amount of crawfish. There was a kick to this, but not overwhelmingly so. With all of these, plus the obligatory oysters, this was enough for the two of us. There would be no cooking for us that evening.

Buffalo oysters. Perfection.

Gumbo gravy fries. So much awesomeness in one bowl.

Gumbo gravy fries. So much awesomeness in one bowl.

Crawfish mac & cheese. Well beyond comfort food.

The aftermath.

The aftermath.

As for the atmosphere, nothing says “New Orleans” more than watching the streetcars pass by as you dine. Well, due to the seemingly endless road work on St. Charles, the streetcars aren’t running at this time. Hardly a deal breaker, but it is a nice touch. Personally speaking, the noise level at a restaurant is also crucial. Having to shout to the person seated next to you really kills the mood. If I want loud music, I’ll go down to Frenchman Street. They do a good job of keeping the music at a reasonable level. There is live music on selected nights, however, which is simply a pianist/singer. Some have more a local flavor, other lean towards pop music. This is not the proper venue to expand on my personal taste. Suffice it to say that I prefer those who avoid the trappings of pop. Keep an eye out for Davis Rogan.

So that about covers it. We are clearly fond of this place. Give it a shot. You will not be disappointed. Tell your friends.

St. Charles and Napoleon.

St. Charles and Napoleon.