The shrimp in my shrimp po'boy had a light but flavorful breading and were perfectly cooked. I have never had a po'boy with shrimp that well done before.

As for the comment regarding fried chicken having no place in creole cooking and New Orleans, that's just asinine and completely ignorant. Visiting NOLA 4 times doesn't make one knowledgeable on Creole or Cajun food, just where to drink hurricanes and grenades.

Sure, the gumbo is non-traditional, containing both shrimp and andouille ( gumbo contains seasonal ingredients, so shellfish in season in winter thickened with file, when okra is not in season). It's also thicker than I prefer, but the flavors are great and spot-on.

If you've been to NOLA 4 times and are unaware of the differences in sweet tea and iced tea in the south, you deserved what you received. When I'm at angeline's the wait staff always makes sure to confirm that I want unsweetened iced tea and not southern sweet tea.

Ordering the mixed grill platter anywhere is a mistake in and of itself, it's the international tourist dish.

As a transplant southerner, I'm accustomed to being severely disappointed when dining at cajun or creole restaurants, or when going out for bbq. Angeline's, however, is fantastic. Everything I've had there has been well executed, many dishes with a slightly modern interpretation, but still close enough to the traditional offering to where the dish is enhanced and not ruined.

The only thing better than the creole food at Angeline's is the available Abita beer, a Lousiana staple, served with a chilled mason jar.

I went to Angelina's with my wife and two friends two weeks ago, it was absolutely mediocre. We spent $150 for the four of us and tried a broad sample of their menu. By the way, the menu is phenominal, it reads like everyhting you always wanted to try from New Orleans ( We've been four times).

Our server was sweet but bored and it took FOREVER to get menus and each course.

Of everything we tried only the oyster hors douvre and hush puppies were outstanding. The fried chicken was good – but why would anyone want fried chicken in a New Orleans style restaurant. You can do this one at home blindfolded. I don't go to specialty resstaurants for meatloaf or fried chicken.

We ordered iced tea (Angeline's style). It was so loaded with suger it was undrinkable. We were offered a partial refill in the first glass with unsweetened tea. There was less sugar but it was still way too sweet and had so little tea flavor we swapped for lemonade, MIdway through the meal our server asked if I wanted a refill, which I got. Then she charged me for a second glass of lemonade. For us, this is not a refill it's another drink. Minor but arrogant and annoying.

We ordered Jambalaya, Fried Chicken, Mixed Grill and Shrimp Platter.

The Jambalaya was just a bowl of undercooked rice in sauce (not very interesting sauce at that) with a sliced Andouille sausage dropped on top. My wife wasn't interested in eating it and I took it home. I didn't eat it either. Can't give it to the dog, just gotta dump it in the round file.

I had the mixed grill and EVERYTHING on my plate was OVERCOOKED and TOUGH> Did I say TOUGH? The shrimp were past rubbery, the ribs may have been around since Saturday (we went on Sunday at 6 pm). My Andouille sausage was so tough it was (no exageration folks) a real challenge to cut – nevermind chew.

My good friend had a shrimp plate and his shrimp were also rubbery. The sauce was pretty good.

The Fried Chicken got a thumbs up from both my wife and her friend. The portions were more like squab than a healthy chicken.

The sides for everyone were just plain uninteresting and average. Disappointing.

We ordered 3 deserts: Two Bananas Foster Bread Pudding and Berry pie. The pie crust was not worth eating (it was also tough and hard) and the pudding was a cubed lump of banana like bread filling, cooked once again to a rubbery finish.

Voila! Touchdown!

Our server never asked about our food and was so far out of sight I never saw her until she brought another course. She poped in and out like a soccer player – whoosh.

Just before we left the owner or manager, a tall guy with glasses and dark hair, came over after I motioned to him. I described the state of the shrimp for two of our diners. His comment was "You should have told me sooner when I could have done something about it". He was right in my face and accusitory.

My mouth must have been wide open. I am seldom at a loss for words but I just sat there and watched him walk away. No laughs at our table. Everyone was angry, insulted and couldn't wait to get the heck out of the place.

If only – HE WAS NOWHERE IN SIGHT for the hour and a half we were there until just as we paid the check. There was a line at the door to get in for our entire meal. Maybe the owner oughta drop by when it's that busy.

The dining room needed supervision as obviously so did the kitchen.

We all found the experience at Angelina's Kitchen a complete disappointment. Unlike the diners on Check Please (which we absolutely love) I once again echo my opening comment….

STAY AWAY – STAY AWAY – STAY AWAY – STAY AWAY – STAY AWAY.

Note: I am a retired restauranteur. I have owned upscale restaurants in Denver, Aspen and three in San Francisco. I have always made EVERY EFFORT to give each and every customer more that he/she expected. I believe in being on the dining room floor as much as humanly possible and chatting with each table.

The owner/manager at Angeline's is succeeding in spite of himself and he has cemented our resolve to never cross through their door again.

Oh yes, If I didn't say so earlier……….. STAY AWAY.

What happened next completely killed the evening for us. Not only did we wait 35-40 minutes for our food, but the couple next to us who came in after we had been seated managed to get their appetizers and main courses before us. The straw that broke the camel's back came when our server seeing no plates on our table asked us if we wanted dessert. Um, yeah, I want dessert, but I was kind of hoping I could get my entree first. At that point we knew we would never come back no matter how good our entrees were. Too bad they weren't. My jambalaya tasted like overly sweetened tomato sauce with rice and my friend's fried chicken dish was bland, something to be expected considering they used breast strips. We considered ordering dessert but figured we didn't want to be stuck there for another hour or three, so we decided to ask for the check, the only thing our server did in a timely manner. No, he didn't know how get our food out on time or check up on us like a competent server, but he knew to quickly get our money so we could leave. Of course, noticing this made both of us feel GREAT!

Never have I been treated with such incompetency or disrespect at a dining establishment. Both of us tried hard to like this place, yet after going here, we don't understand how anyone could.

We loved our oyster and shrimp po' boys. I preferred the pecan pie, but my wife favored the beignets. Even the simple hush puppies, with their interesting, unsubtle seasoning, were on the mark.

Since visiting last weekend, we've recommended this place to a number of folks. Half had already been, based on the favorable reviews featured on Check Please!.