A jacket may be required at dinner (and recommended for lunch), but don’t think the upper-crust New Orleanians inside Galatoire’s are much better behaved than the drunken tourists outside on Bourbon Street. Galatoire’s combines equal parts Old World service, classic Creole cuisine, and misbehaving locals. The soufflé potatoes, oysters en brochette, and crabmeat maison are classic dishes here. Don’t ask for a menu. Instead, tell the waiters what you like, and they will direct you to the best dishes of the day. The Galatoire’s cult has spawned a play based on letters to the editor protesting the firing of a popular waiter and lamenting the end of hand-chipped ice. In 2005, the James Beard Foundation recognised Galatoire’s as the best restaurant in America.