Turtle soup and gospel music are the co-stars in my fondest memory of Brennan's. It was a gorgeous sunny Sunday afternoon. We sat outside on a brick patio surrounded by so many palms and ferns that we felt like we were sitting in a French Quarter courtyard. I had a bowl of that dark brown and mysterious-looking turtle soup for starters and some big meaty crab cakes for an entrée. There was a lot of sparkling wine in tall flute glasses, as I recall. And if we were a trifle inebriated, the decadence was dispelled by the sudden appearance of a gospel trio. We sang along a little and felt like we had said our prayers. Then we drank some more champagne and ate the bread... More >>>
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