Ro R.
Yelp
I came here with the double L's and did not realize Tchoup was not open this weekend.
Fortunately for us, they left some gumbo and biscuit to please the crowd.
I noticed everyone came here looking for some NOLA style flavour and were quickly disappointed.
I was a bit nervous since L, is barely 2 years old and it was weird to have a baby in the bar and soon this bar got really crowded and crazy.
We were waiting for our gumbo, that the girl bartender Sylvia estimated to be ready in 30 minutes. This was an hour or so ago, when she advised the time of the gumbo.
She didn't even mention the biscuit until I inquired about them and lucky they could deliver the biscuit a lot quicker than the gumbo.
L was hungry and we were already waiting for this damn gumbo forever.
We got the biscuit, they burned it - I want to say despite the fact it was burnt around the edges, these biscuits were still good.
We ended up ordering another order of the biscuits.
3 hours later, FINALLY damn gumbo comes out and the guy with the dreads said, the person didn't know how to make rice and this is why it took so long, since they had to redo the rice.
He made a unfavourable comment about Houston, but meanwhile homeboy is from Dallas - I wouldn't talk about H-Town, when you're from Dallas...okay!
So yeah, talking mess about H-Town, when he didn't even want to admit he's from Dallas. Like really, don't act like you're so above H-Town and act like you're such a creative soul, but meanwhile you were hesitant to admit that you're not a native New Yorker and you're actually from Dallas.
Anyways, moving on - The dread dude, I forgot his name, but he gave us a little bit of the gumbo without the rice and I want to say the gumbo was a bit too salty sans rice.
With the rice, was less salty, but I really would have prefer if they took it easy on the salt.
Also, I want to say the dread dude kept saying how he was going to be "extra" heavy handed when he ladle our soups into the metal bowls.
Ummm, okay, I am sorry, but lucky we had the biscuits because the serving size of this gumbo and supposedly it was "heavy handed" was really sad.
They didn't have any spoons, but the dread dude didn't even tell me this instead he kept telling me supposedly this lady was going to bring us another spoon.
He made me wait and wait and he kept telling me spoon was coming shortly.
Okay there were only three ladies there and one was a friend of Sylvia's who had to pitch in to help her friend out and nobody looked like they were looking for a spoon or getting me a spoon.
I finally asked the brunette bartender, she had no clue about this spoon and she came back to say we actually don't have any spoons, but she found two forks.
Ummm okay, I want to say the girl bartenders were all cool and sweet, but seriously the dread dude got to go. Why lie about the spoons and give us this run around about the gumbo. He kept saying it's coming and yada yada - meanwhile we waited 3 hours for this gumbo.
Like seriously, this gumbo was not worth 3 hours of wait time!
Biscuits were good and that's all I have to say!
I would give this place another chance, but definitely when they're back in town.
d.b.a should also take the Tchoup advertisement off of their chalk board, rather mislead people to come in and walk around aimlessly looking for food.
If they're not there, just let people know only a very veryyyyy LIMITED menu is available.
Also, there was this weird dude there, not sure if he was on crack or whatever - he was there before I got there and stay there after we left and the whole entire time he was there, I saw him in 5 different ensemble and he passed out flyers. But they actually weren't even flyers, they were just a Japanese post card that he handled it to me after he bowed to me.
I didn't take the postcard, so he took it back and pass it to another table. Then he went to the side of the bar and grab all these miscellaneous cards, flyers and magazines and threw them onto the bar.
Then he comes around me and opens up this realty magazine and leaves it there open and walks away.
The fill-in bartender girl asked me what's his deal - I am like I don't know, but that fool is crazy.