Red Rooster NOLA — Restaurant in New Orleans

In the heart of New Orleans' throbbing Central City, a gem is hidden in plain sight: Red Rooster Snowballs. This place started small, a modest pit stop dubbed "Little Red Rooster" back in the firecracker summer of '77. Under the watchful eyes of "Ms. Lynn," it's morphed from just another seasonal joint into a full-blown, year-round sanctuary of flavor, standing defiant against the monotony of the typical New Orleans tourist traps.

This isn't just about snowballs. Sure, they sling them with the best—try the banana snow cone drenched in condensed milk. It's like mainlining banana cream pie straight into your taste buds, minus the unnecessary fluff of crust. But this place is a microcosm of the city itself. The menu reads like a roll call of every New Orleans staple: po' boys stuffed to the gills, seafood that practically swims onto your plate, pralines so sweet they’ll make your teeth sing, and sandwiches that do the Muffuletta tradition proud.

Ordering here is a breeze—no fuss, no muss, just pure efficiency with a side of Southern charm. There’s a window for shouting your desires into and another where those desires come to life, handed over in styrofoam and paper, steaming hot or blissfully cold.

And if you can grab the lone picnic table out front, do it. It's the best seat in the house for soaking up the local color, watching the life of the neighborhood unfold as you dig in.

Red Rooster is more than a mere eatery; it's a testament to New Orleans' spirit. It's where the locals go to escape the predictable and dive headfirst into the real, unvarnished culture of this city. Here, amidst the clatter and clamor of Central City, you're not just feeding on good food; you're absorbing history, community, and the kind of authenticity that can’t be fabricated. This place is a slice of life, a slice of New Orleans, and damn, does...

I am not from NOLA and it was my first time at Red Rooster. The service was great, southern hospitality at its finest. I ordered a bit of everything. I ordered Two snowballs Mardi Gras and Strawberry with condensed milk. They were both delicious and they came with a large top. I also ordered Fried fish that was seasoned to perfection, fried well, and it was juicy with a nice crunch. As I only ordered the fish it came with a Hawaiian roll. Best combination hands down. Double cheese burger combo fully dressed With a side of French fries. The burger was seasoned well and the toppings were perfectly topped, tossed on not sloppily. Presentation was everything. Lastly, I ordered the shrimp yetcamein the broth was seasoned well and the shrimp was cooked perfectly, not over cooked. The noodles were a little too much for the small soup I had. It over powered the dish and if I could get it with less noodles next time that would be all that I would change. I highly recommend giving Red Rooster a try. You will most certainly get your...

Some guy grabbed my snowball from the window. He claimed that he ordered the same thing I did. I complained to the lady making the snowballs that a man took my snowball and got into his car. Her facial expression told me that she was angry with me. 🤷‍♀️ Why? I'm not about to lose my life over a snowball. Just make me another one. She did, but it wasn't made with love. This matter may seem small to others, but not me. I still gave 5 stars for the business. They didn't have anything to do with what the guy did. But the lady was a little nasty towards me afterward. Don't work with the public ma'am if you don't have the...