Gumbo and Gin

MerCheri's is at its best serving up no-nonsense Louisiana soul food.

 To see how they make those boudin balls and more, check out our behind-the-scenes slideshow.

"You won't ever catch me saying that any gumbo in Houston is 'awesome,'" said my friend Brandi as she considered the last few bites of her cup of chicken, sausage and seafood gumbo at MerCheri's one evening. "But this stuff is pretty good."

Brandi — and her family — truly know their gumbo. In fact, her mother's gumbo is by far the finest I've ever had the pleasure of eating. The stuff takes weeks to prepare and is only served once a year, at her Cajun family Christmas, after careful consideration of ingredients and many intricate purchasing trips. It's the main reason I wanted Brandi with me at MerCheri's, to get a second opinion — as it were — on what I thought was one of the better gumbos I'd had in Houston.

The gumbo and the boudin balls come from old family recipes.
Troy Fields
The gumbo and the boudin balls come from old family recipes.

Location Info


MerCheri's Martini Bar & Grille

11200 Broadway St.
Pearland, TX 77584

Category: Restaurant > Cajun

Region: Outside Houston


3 to 10 p.m. Mondays through Wednesdays, 11 a.m. to midnight, Thursdays through Saturdays, 11 a.m. to 10 p.m. Sundays.

Boudin balls: $12

Crab cakes: $16

Bowl of gumbo: $12

Small seafood pasta: $10

Small blackened shrimp: $11

Small seafood étouffée: $8


11200 Broadway, #1160, Pearland. 713-436-7772.

The gumbo is rich and dark, with a slightly spicy roux that benefits from just a touch of sweet, tomato-added acidity. Sliced coins of andouille sausage bob next to lashings of dark-meat chicken and pert curls of shrimp, and once the buttery rice is added to the gumbo, it's all I can do to keep from eating the entire bowl in one swift, gluttonous move. But I'd also lured Brandi here with the promise of some fine boudin balls. Both the boudin balls and the gumbo, I'm told, come from old family recipes that belong to the owners.

"You weren't kidding about these," she said as we polished off a plate of four, each roughly the size of a racquetball. "I thought these were going to be some little cornball things, but these are great."

Back in early January, I'd been stunned to find a martini bar in Pearland serving the kind of fluffy, fat, richly spiced boudin balls that you normally find in places like Al T's in Winnie, or the Samburger in Denver Harbor (which has now sadly discontinued them).

For all its pomp and circumstance — fancy, metallic menus, high ceilings, an extensive martini list and leather banquettes — MerCheri's is at its best just when it's serving up simple, no-nonsense Louisiana soul food. It's a breath of fresh air in Pearland Town Center, a development choked with mediocre chains and knockoff outlets. And while the menu is short and sweet, I'd love to see MerCheri's tighten it up even more: Take off the incongruous items like chicken satay skewers and spinach-artichoke dip, and the burgers and sandwiches that can be found anywhere and cater to the lowest common denominator, and embrace the Cajun aspect of the menu with a whole heart.

Of course, removing those types of items might mean that MerCheri's might no longer have as broad an audience. But I think the food, the kitchen and the restaurant itself — no longer suffering from split personality disorder — would improve drastically.

The items that didn't wow me the first times around have already shown steady improvement just since January. Take the Creole-style seafood étouffée, for example.

On my first visit, I found the étouffée thin and reedy, with an odd metallic taste that made me cringe. On a third visit nearly two months later, it had improved significantly. It still wasn't up to par — overly sweet and still too thin for my tastes, with too much emphasis on tomatoes (a personal pet peeve) — but the étouffée, filled with plenty of shrimp and crawfish, no longer resembled the halfhearted mess from before.

I attribute this, at least in part, to the efforts of Terentia Boudreaux, one of the owners, who seems to read each and every review with an eagle eye. When it first opened late last summer, there were rumblings on local food Web sites about "slow" service and "confused" waiters. That was swiftly corrected by the time I visited, with each waitress better than the last. (The sole exception was a young man who definitely fell into the "confused" category on my very last visit, but I couldn't fault his eagerness or his politeness.)

I admire owners who take enough pride in their restaurants to not only read but to respond to criticisms in what I think is the best possible way: correcting them and moving on, without any silly antics in forums like Yelp or Twitter. I see so much of that these days — across the country — that I have to wonder whatever happened to civility and basic customer service.

On my second visit, my dining partners — Assistant Music Editor Craig Hlavaty and another friend — and I were tickled by our young waitress, Chanel, who embodied MerCheri's commitment to personal, friendly, well-informed customer service. She'd eaten everything on the menu and tried every drink and was eager to steer us in the right direction.

"You don't want that," she told my female dining companion about the Sweetie Martini. "Trust me."

"But why?" my friend responded, confused. Containing gin, sweet vermouth and an olive, it was the only "regular" martini on the menu of dozens of different options.

Next Page »
My Voice Nation Help

Crawfish etouffee does not have (or should not) any tomato in the mix. The orange color comes from the crawfish fat.

Sosa D
Sosa D

Yes , agreed. Dont know where this is coming from with the Tomato. Everyone's entitled to theirs. just wouldnt be seen around Breaux Bridge or Eunice that way lol

Katharine Shilcutt
Katharine Shilcutt

Yep, personal pet peeve, like I said. Although I've seen an increase in people using tomatoes in étouffée in so many places for some reason...


And I wouldnt be seen around Eunice!

I think the addition of tomatoes is a very "outside of Louisiana" thing. I'm not a fan.