The name reflects a sensuality, a discourse and one expects a similarly intriguing cuisine. I ordered the red beans and rice, and my other family members ordered the Po'Boy with ham. Surprised: it was three slabs of cold, thick ham on a submarine roll with some pink sauce,possibly remoulade. They disliked it. My beans were reminiscent of the spicy Monday red beans served in New Orleans but lacked flavor. The rice was gummy.. For the prices, I do not recommend this restaurant until they make the food more flavorful. The take out business is booming-it looks like a nice place to sit outside. Two drawbacks for lunch: any noisy vehicle-Santa Paula has those incessant narcissistic motor-gunners on Main-and you cannot hear or talk. Peuw, exhaust for lunch. Second, a congregation of chatty smokers and miscellaneous street hanger-outers will be noted across the street, and sometimes coe over to visit others seated in the front of Rabelais. Got smoke? Not my favorite.
Own or manage this property? Claim your listing for free to respond to reviews, update your profile and much more.