Galatoire's

Lonely Planet review

A revered institution where the regulars are treated regally and tourists are sometimes dished out surprisingly average food. Local devotees so love this New Orleans establishment that to die here over a plate of, say, grilled pompano with almonds is considered a belle mort, or good death. (Fortunately, this doesn't happen very often.) The building has housed a restaurant since 1830 (it was called Victor's before Jean Galatoire bought it in 1905), and history is palpable in the main dining room.

Oysters Rockefeller, asparagus salad, 'chicken clemenceau ' and the to-die-for pompano are good bets off the menu (or ask the waiter what's fresh). Expect a long wait outside before being seated, especially for lunch on Friday. Galatoire's stays open all afternoon, and a relaxed late lunch amongst natty waiters lounging at available tables can be a charming experience. Reservations accepted for tables in the unhistoric upstairs dining room.