Going Back to the Basics

Acme Oyster House was the first restaurant that I ever tried in New Orleans. And I hope it will be my last.

Seriously. I will remain a devoted fan until the day I die. Even if I die of heart failure from eating too many po' boys from Acme.


Although locals decry Acme Oyster House as a touristy ripoff, I adore, adore, adore their rich, ultra-nutritious, and thick-like-gravy gumbos. After Acme, I can't stomach watered-down, soupy excuses for gumbo. For all of you traditionalists, I readily admit that they don't include full crabs (in the shell) in their gumbo, but that makes it easier to gulp it down, and therefore, their gumbo is even better to me, because there is no obstruction to its quick consumption!


Since my blog has converted into a quasi-shrine which repetitively lauds the wonders of Acme, and now since I am posting "larger images," I am going to use this as an excuse to post a few more pictures of my all-time favorite restaurant of New Orleans.

Enjoy these pictures of Acme's insanely cheap, freshly shucked oysters, crawfish etouffee, and gumbo. Oh, and note to potential Acme patrons: their crawfish etouffee and gumbo taste nearly identical to this untrained tongue, but with the etouffee, you get a bowl full of crunchy fried crawfish tails as a bonus addition!