Tonight, I had yet another excellent meal at Cochon, in New Orleans' warehouse district.
Friends and New Orleans residents tell me that Commander's Palace and Arnaud's have slipped a little, but Cochon — a gem on Tchoupitoulas Street — continues to impress me when I travel to the Crescent City.
My meal began with an appetizer of fried alligator with a pepper-garlic aioli. This was followed by an entree of catfish courtbouillion. I dined at the bar, and the woman who took my order described it accurately. It wasn't heavy, but it was spicy (although not "hot" spicy).
I decided to pass on dessert, but my meal wasn't over. Cochon has an excellent selection of wines and spirits. So I concluded my meal with a glass of Jefferson's 15-year-old bourbon (Bardstown, Ky.). It was smooth as silk.