after MORE apartment hunting, marty and i took a much-needed lunch break at the famed po' boy shop, domilise's. marty had the cheeseburger po' boy while i had the smoked turkey and cheese.
domilise's is in a small, unassuming building (actually, a camelback with an apartment that opens straight into the shop - how do i get a lease there?) in the middle of uptown on a sidestreet - if you didn't know it was there, you'd miss it. this sign is the only clue.
it's okay, you can be jealous.
the sign above the bar reads: "i'm not a fast bartender, i'm not a slow bartender. i'm a half-fast bartender."
the abita amber that accompanied my meal really did nothing for the fullness.
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