Cochon Butcher
I’d originally wanted to try out Donald Link’s other restaurant, Cochon on Saturday night but sadly it gets packed to the rafters and I had left it a little late to get a table. As a result, before we left New Orleans on Monday we found ourselves running through the heaviest rain I’ve ever encountered to go to it’s sister restaurant, Cochon Butcher for lunch. It only took about 10 seconds to run from the car but that was long enough for us to get thoroughly drenched. Of course, 5 minutes after we arrived the rain stopped – typical. I was soaked to the bone and freezing in the air conditioning so I’m now the proud owner of a Cochon hoodie as I was a shivering wreck in my summer dress.
Jumper firmly on, we got town to the important business of ordering, pulled pork all round with sides of mac and cheese and roasted brussel sprouts to share.
I know loads of people hate brussel sprouts but I think that’s because a lot of the time they only come out at christmas and have usually been boiled to death. When they’re roasted until crispy with olive oil and chilli they are simply delicious.
We ended up sitting right next to what can only be described as the pulled pork station, thank goodness we’d eaten by the time these appeared or one may just have gone missing.
The atmosphere is great and there’s a huge cross section of people in there eating, from hipsters, to business men popping in for lunch. I’m told they do a pretty mean cocktail too and apparently this bar gets pretty busy in the evening. As well as being a restaurant and bar, they are actually a proper butcher and deli. Wouldn’t you be here all the time if you lived near? I know I would be.
Uh huh, you ready that right, bacon praline, which they’ve become quite famous for. Obviously I had to grab one for the road (surely it would be rude not to?)
I also couldn’t resist one of the adorable little ‘butcher’ bowls and a cookbook because, well, because I couldn’t ok?
We left full and happy, the perfect end to a great trip to New Orleans, I’m already trying to find an excuse to return.
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