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. Continue reading Ninth Ward NYC – gumbo, beer, and Charlie Sheen!