Deep in the Louisiana Bayou hidden far back in the swampland lies this outpost of genial southern hospitality. Night had fallen. Dark and mysterious we entered inside to find a voo-doo laden establishment of flickering candles and dark woods illuminated by the flames of a roaring fireplace. The sounds of soothing music was playing in the backround amongst the chatter of fellow imbibers. In the backwoods of Manhattan we had stumbled upon the mysterious and welcoming Ninth Ward.
We took a table in a corner overlooking the bar. Big heavy wooden chairs and tables added to the charm of this place. We proceeded to check out the menu. Braised beef on toast, which was only $2.50 each and the suggestion was to order two. Done. Fried pickles? Of course! Both were delicious, but I was still a bit hungry. Had to try the gumbo as it is one of my faves. Their gumbo was thick, spicy, and filling. Well worth the $7 for this bowl of happiness.
Nice selection of beers from the region – Abita Purple Haze, Arrogant Bastard, Rogue, and some others on tap. Happy hour 2 for 1 deal is always a bonus!
Ventured in the back to the bathrooms to find three doors labeled sex, drugs, and rock & roll. I chose the sex room, but none was to be found inside. Sigh….guess I’ll try a different door next time.
Walking to the back one notices a wonderful patio courtyard area reminiscent of an old New Orleans home. Maybe even a bar along Bourbon Street. During warmer weather it makes for a wonderful retreat with a cold drink.
Wait! Was that Charlie Sheen drinking his namesake concoction sitting in a dark corner booth surrounded by porn stars? Ahhh….the sweet mysteries of the bayou!
We will definitely come back here. Just a terrific bar. Plus, you gotta love a place that has a drink named after Charlie Sheen!
Ninth Ward - http://ninthwardnyc.com/