The Big Easy (and I'm not talking about me)

I had a friend take me out to dinner last night for my birthday (yes, it's the celebration that never ends) and we decided to go to a relatively new restaurant in downtown Norfolk called "The Big Easy." I had heard good reviews that it was authentic New Orleans cuisine and they had killer beignets. As we pulled up at the front of the restaurant, we were surprised to find that there was an ambulance there with lights flashing. Not to be dissuaded, I got out of the car while my friend valet parked, walked around the ambulance and into the restaurant. As I was standing waiting for the hostess to seat, a guy who I assume was the manager came up and said "it's probably not a good advertisement that a restaurant has an ambulance in front of it." to which I replied "well, it didn't seem to stop me, did it?" Come to find out that the adjoining condominium that was attached to the restaurant had an elderly person who was suffering chest pains.

Anyway, on to the food. We had a fried oyster appetizer that was served over what looked like Napa cabbage with lemon caper remoulade. Very tasty. My friend ordered the traditional jambalaya and I decided to get the bacon wrapped trout with fried green tomatoes. While the trout was delicious, the bacon ended up being stuck to the skin and so I didn't eat the bacon or the skin. Final course was peach cobbler with vanilla bean ice cream and a decaf coffee. All in all, a nice night. And oh yeah, as far as I know, the guy didn't die while I was stuffing my face.