We were visiting New Orleans with family, we were wandering round the garden district, dressed informally. It was hot and we wanted a drink. so, looking like a bunch of hayseeds, we entered Commander's Palace. It wasn't my jeans that got in the way, it was my tee shirt: 'Afraid that sir doesn't have a collared shirt on'. But I had one in my back pack!
So, we just wanted a drink, were dressed as informally as you like and were slumming it with high rollers showing up in ball gowns and dinner jackets! But it made no difference, we were treated like the best and looked after perfectly. We sat in the shade of the courtyard (feeling that we could not possibly sit in the restaurant, but not having that suggested to us!), enjoyed our drink, gawped at the other diners we passed, stared at the price list and left. And not once did we feel patronised or dismissed. And that speak a lot about the staff at this place.
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