The menu is not inexpensive, but fairly priced. Many of the dishes are centered around locally sourced seafood. High quality seafood bears a cost. The fairness in pricing extends to its good-sized French-heavy wine list, and maybe more so to its spirits.
After we finished with the food – at the men’s table, as the women shunted us to a separate one where the desserts were overlooked but the beverage list not at all – my brother tapped me on the shoulder to show me what another person in our group had just ordered, a glass of Macallan 12-year-old filled neatly a full-three fingers high. That was a surprisingly stout pour, and just $15. In Houston, to give a few examples, an order of Macallan 12 at both Georgia James and Le Jardinier is a full ten dollars more, and nearly so at Squable where it is $24. The pours at most establishments in Houston are probably an ounce or even an ounce-and-a-half less than the one at Galatoire’s, also. It was impressive. The Macallan 12 is an entry level Speyside single-malt whisky that is easily enjoyable for me most after-dinners with a big meal. With the tariff for that quality and quantity, I had to order one. It might have been two; it was a fun afternoon.
I’ve experienced this over the many years in New Orleans; in the tackiest touristy bars in the French Quarter to the nicest restaurants in the city, the town does not rip you off with the alcohol. I find that the quality of the cocktails there are usually just middling, even at James Beard Award-winning bars and restaurants, including at several in a few days, though Commander’s Palace in a notable exception in this regard. Regardless of the quality of mixing, the drink is always strong, and usually more-than-properly priced. Plus, the settings and atmospheres are almost always a lot of fun.
A neat whisky at Galatoire's the other day. Note all the stains nearby.