The cocktails at French 75 are strong, ice cold, and properly mixed at this plush bar that looks like a holdover from the Jazz Age. The light is low, animal prints cover the couches, and artfrom the 1930s decorates the walls. Attached to Arnaud’s, one of New Orleans’ oldest restaurants, French 75 has an air of sophisticated decadence. As you sit here sipping a Sazerac, it’s hard to believe that the bad cover bands and “cheap ass” beers of Bourbon Street are only a block away. The smart set will avoid those tacky thrills and linger at French 75 over a second – or even third-cocktail.