I know, I know, I’ve been talking a lot lately about veggie burgers, so this entry is going to seem a bit strange. Port of Call is in New Orleans on Esplanade Avenue, just on the edge of the French Quarter. I’m not sure there is anything Creole or Cajun about this place, but don’t worry about it. They do burgers and not a lot else. The iced tea is “Big Gulp” size, and they also specialize in baked potatoes.
The photo is almost comical, I know. That’s a cheeseburger smothered with mushrooms, and a baked potato with cheese, sour cream, scallions, and bacon bits. A lot of freakin’ bacon bits. The burger was a monster, and mind you, I don’t really like baked potatoes, but I was happy to make an exception this day.
I don’t know if I’m proud or scared to show this photo of how far I got with my burger and baked potato. Maybe the photo doesn’t do it justice, but that’s a lot of food. Okay, I’m proud. From now on, a trip to New Orleans won’t be the same without stopping back at Port of Call.
Last photo. This guy was just outside the window from where we were sitting. He stood there on the corner with some bread and let pigeons eat from his hand. I don’t think he was hoping for loose change from passersby, because it’s a quiet part of town. Maybe it’s just his idea of a good time.