Erin Rose — Restaurant in New Orleans

I flew into New Orleans on Thanksgiving. After checking in at my hotel I went on a mission for a a po’ boy. Every place I went to was closed because of the holiday. I saw that Erin Rose was open and had a Killer PoBoys in the back. As I made my way to the rear of the bar I felt very optimistic about my chances of getting that po’ boy, until I actually got there. There were a number of people sitting back there but the kitchen looked inactive. I turned to the guy to my right and asked, “Is the kitchen open? I’m really looking to get a po’ boy.” He answers, “No. It’s closed because of the holiday.” I begin to turn around to leave and he says, “Hey man it’s Thanksgiving and we got this spread, grab a plate and help yourself.” I look past him and there on the table are tin trays with turkey and ham. Along the wall on the counter there’s a plate of rolls, and desserts; apple pie, pecan pie and a cake. I look at him and ask, “Are you serious?!” “Yeah! Grab a plate and eat as much as you want.” He says. With that I grab a plate and have myself Thanksgiving dinner with complete strangers. Those strangers turned out to be employees of Erin Rose. Thank you Alex and Tessa for allowing me to partake...

There is a picture in your bar that has had a major impact on my marriage. We were on the verge of breaking up and took once last trip and sat next to it. We both looked at each other and said we want another baby. We have 2. We spent every day there for five days looking at that picture. We chose the name Erin Marie. When we got home our marriage crumbled and we landed in the depths of hell. $60 plus thousand dollars later in attorney fees we broke a court order of no contact and realized we have a bond and a love that will never end. We can never be separated. I’m trying to save what we have because I’ll never feel this way with anyone else. Is there anyway and any amount of money to buy this picture? I will do anything. It’s a picture of a little girl and a black Erin rose onesie. There’s a note written on there that they had such a great time. They came home with an...

If you're cruising through New Orleans and haven't popped into Erin Rose, you're missing a slice of heaven—specifically, a frosty, boozy slice! Erin Rose’s famous frozen Irish whiskey with a screwball is a game-changer. Imagine the smooth, rich taste of Irish whiskey, blended into a slushy that packs a punch but slides down oh-so-smoothly.

The bar itself is a quirky gem, with an atmosphere that feels like your coolest friend's living room, if your friend has an impeccable collection of random art and photos along with a knack for making everyone feel like a regular. It’s the kind of place where stories are swapped, friendships are forged, and every sip feels like a celebration.

So, if you’re in NOLA and fancy a drink that’s as fun and unforgettable as the city itself, Erin Rose is your spot. Cheers to slushy whiskey goodness and good times with your favorite people...