This morning went to a place that we had passed by on our way to the French Quarter each day. It was always packed with a long line out the door. Camellia's. Talk about the ultimate "greasy spoon"! It was amazing to watch the cooks flipping stacks of hash browns and eggs. We walked to it from our hotel, and though there were lots of people, it was Monday morning and we bellied up to the bar. The waiters would call out orders from the patrons, never writing a thing down. Though i tried in my mind to interpret the lingo-it was impossible to follow. The cooks never seemed to acknowledge the shout-outs, but the food came out just the same. I ordered a pecan waffle, and Mike the Manhatten Omelete along with hashbrowns. The cooks used an unbelievable amt. of butter or butter substitute. My weight-watcher leader would faint dead away if she could see me now. Our meal was just amazing! The flavors were wonderfully decadent. Although I had fully intended to share half my waffle-the hubby got a couple of bites. He fully enjoyed his own. The cook was finally able to take a breather and I told him how much we enjoyed the food. He wasn't normally the cook, but a waiter called "Peanut". Anyway, he did such a fine job, that we couldn't help but give him kudos. Turns out the original Camellia's is located in the Garden District of New Orleans. This particular establishment has only been open for about two years. The inside is exactly the same, except the one we were in was larger inside. I told him this was our last meal of our last day in New Orleans. He said to wait a second, then came out with a piece of delicious sweet potato pie to have on our flight home-how awesome!
Thank you Peanut! The pie was wonderful and I actually shared just a bit with my husband.
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