Stacey P (.
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Gumbo Jeaux’s: Where Good Food Goes to Die
Let me start by saying I went in hoping for Louisiana comfort food. What I got was a culinary disappointment in styrofoam containers and wrapped in foil. The crawfish étouffée was a sad, tomato colored watered down sludge pretending to be a meal. The menu has that they use sweet peppers. Well, I'm here to confirm there were no peppers, no onions, no seasoning, and certainly no soul. It tasted like someone stirred a powdered mix into water, panicked halfway through, and threw in a few spoonfuls of canned tomato sauce for color. The flavor was so off and strange. The mouth feel was horrible as it seemed to coat my tongue.
The “salad” was in a cup, which might’ve been cute if the portion wasn’t the size of a toddler’s snack and topped with a bunch of shredded cheese and no dressing whatsoever. So here's what added insult to injury, I paid extra for dressing. I even asked the guy who handed me my bag about it, and was confidently told it was in the bag. Spoiler...it wasn’t. So I have few pieces of lettuce way to much cheese and NO DRESSING at all.
And the bread… look, I said grilled, not cremated. I like my bread toasted, but this was a blackened brick of sorrow.
In short, nothing tasted right, nothing was prepared right, and apparently, no one cared. Gumbo Jeaux’s managed to turn one of Louisiana’s proudest dishes into cafeteria sludge. I wouldn’t recommend this place to my worst enemy. I had to go somewhere else to get lunch. I will not be back. A word to the wise is sufficient...with the rising price of every, don't throw the money away at this place.