Category: Gone, But Not Forgotten

The Tiffin Inn was a quintessentially 1960s-style pancake house breakfast place in Metairie, except for the fact that it didn't open until 1977. Walking in from the day it opened until it was forced to close in 2015 was like a trip back in time. Dark paneling, vinyl-upholstered booths (some semi-circular!). Banquette seating around the perimeter. Water and juices served in glass tumblers, porcelain plates and coffee cups. Syrup carafes in their metal caddies. And waitresses in uniforms long out of style. Tiffin was part of a small chain founded in Baton Rouge in the 1960s, and, at the time of its closure, Metairie was the last remaining outpost.

Sunday Breakfast

Sunday morning patrons usually found it necessary to put their name on the list and wait to be seated. Those who couldn't fit in the small area just inside the entrance would have to wait outside. It would take several years for a narrow enclosed lobby with benches to finally be added across the front to shield those waiting from the weather. While longer some days than others, the wait never seemed untenable enough as to make one give up and go elsewhere.

Regulars would plant themselves in the banquettes under the windows along the south wall. This put the morning sun at their backs, perfect reading light for the Sunday newspaper. Before smoking was banned in restaurants, the sun streaming through the slits in the venetian blinds then through billowing smoke made for a mesmerizing display.

I don't think the menu ever changed. A number of predetermined pancake selections on the inner left side of the plastic laminated menu probably accounted for 90 percent of all the orders. Omelets likely accounted for the majority of the rest.

Remembering Danny

During busy times, the wait to place an order, let alone receive your order, could be long. A full house could overwhelm what usually seemed like a half dozen waitresses total for the entire place. But there was a kind of glue that would hold things together, and its name was Danny.

Danny was what you could call busboy extraordinaire. He had a knack for noticing if you were waiting too long for something, anything, and would take up the slack. Water, silverware, coffee refill, condiments, a missing part of your order? If you couldn't get your waitress' attention, he was on it. So good at it, in fact, was he that you could regularly observe departing patrons slipping him a few bucks directly on their way out. When not traversing the floor with his bus cart, he could be seen catching a breather (and a quick couple of drags on a cigarette) at his station in the southwest corner of the restaurant.

Forced Closure

Tiffin Inn closed when the landlord declined to renew the lease, wanting instead to give the space for an expansion of the national chain store tenant next door. Rumors of a relocation swirled for a time, but nothing ever seemed to materialize. The iconic black and orange sign was last seen languishing in a fenced-in lot in Bucktown.

Tiffin Inn: American, 6601 Veterans Blvd, Metairie (Metairie Above Causeway) - 888-6602 (do not call) map

Chain restaurateurs Gilbert-Robinson chose the name when they opened the original location in Kansas City in a spot once occupied by a Houlihan's Haberdashery. Since the architect hadn't yet been given a name, he simply entered "Tom Houlihan's old place" in the space on the blueprint. The story goes that, in exchange for using his name, a table in the middle of the restaurant was kept empty, reserved for him and bearing a plaque with his name. He never sat at it, nor did he ever even visit the restaurant.

Houlihan's Comes to New Orleans

In the spring of 1973, Houlihan's Old Place, more commonly known as just "Houlihan's", opened at 315 Bourbon Street in the old Oriental Laundry building. It was one of the "new" places, a part of a renaissance in the French Quarter at a time the "old" places were losing-- or had already lost-- their charm. And up-and-coming Fat City in suburban Metairie was starting to give tired old Bourbon a run for its money in nightclub entertainment.

The laundry proprietor abandoned the Bourbon Street building in the 1960s. Subsequently, it had been occupied for a time by a restaurant on its left side and a nightclub on the right. Houlihan's mostly preserved this division by making its right half a bar and lounge with an oyster bar.

Upscale Feel on a Budget

Houlihan's was part of the influx of restaurants vying to fill a niche between fast food and fine dining. And, like many of those, whose decor was largely made up of a curated collection of antiquities and unusual artifacts. The idea, it seemed, was to give patrons something quirky and interesting to look at, while at the same time losing track of how long it had been since they'd placed an order.

The menu featured a broad selection of trendy offerings: Appetizers, sandwiches, salads, burgers, steak, seafood, crepes, omelets. Rounding things out were espresso, desserts and soda fountain beverages. A wine list contained a few dozen domestic selections. Cheekily, they included "our only imports" Mateus Rose, Blue Nun and Riunite Lambrusco.

Houlihan's became a popular destination for casual dining that felt a little more upscale than it actually was. Prices were reasonable enough that the high school prom crowd could afford to go there. While at the same time, a guy could take a first date there and not be perceived as a cheapskate. It was equally popular for lunch and dinner.

Popular Offerings

In the latter half of the 1970s, you could always count on trendy casual dining places including a few must-haves. Two immediately spring to mind. One, frozen strawberry daiquiris. And two, a fresh spinach salad with mushrooms tossed in a warm bacon dressing, often prepared tableside.

Houlihan's other calling card, not usually seen at this level of dining, was its French onion soup. It was served in a bowl too hot to touch, with the traditional thick canopy of cheese melted over it. Paired with a sandwich and a drink, you could get out of there for under ten dollars. Tax and tip included.

What savvy Houlihan's patrons remember as its real ace-in-the-hole was the oyster bar. During certain hours, raw oysters could be had-- only while standing at the oyster bar-- for ten cents each. That and a cold draft beer in a tall glass, paradise.

Epilogue

The chain continues to operate across the country today, but has dropped the "Old Place". The Bourbon Street location, however, shut down rather abruptly in Spring 1996, the space subsequently occupied by a "gentlemen's club".

Houlihan's Old Place: American, 315 Bourbon St, New Orleans (French Quarter) - 523-7412 (do not call) map

Although not technically in the "gone" category just yet, it seems the locally-renowned Bud's Broiler chain of burger restaurants grows smaller with each passing year. Most people aren't even old enough to remember Bud's #1. It was opened by Austin, TX transplant Alfred "Bud" Saunders in 1952 on Airline Highway near Cleary Ave. It was next to a barroom he thought would be a good driver of business.

Most of the earliest Bud's are no more. Location #2 on City Park Ave in the architecturally-quirky building, gone (1956-2018, although relocated nearby). Bud's #3 on Banks in the shadow of Dixie Brewery, gone. The old Bud's #4 building on Pelopidas St. and its successor up on Elysian Fields in Gentilly, both Katrina victims.

And among later suburban iterations, Jefferson Highway at Orchard Rd, gone. Clearview Pkwy in Metairie, gone (replaced by clone Ben's Burgers). And, most recently, the iconic A-frame on Vets in Kenner, gone, down to the dirt.

Other casualties include Calhoun St. (1978-2017), Gretna on the Westbank (1985?- ), #9 on Jefferson Hwy at Sauve Rd. (2017-2022), Elysian Fields near UNO (succeeding the venerable Luigi's, 1986-2005).

Competition Explosion

There are a lot of choices in the burger business these days. Seem like somebody new opening up every other week. Five Guys, Shake Shack, Atomic, Moo-yah, Smashburger... All have entered the local market in recent years; not to mention longtime players New Orleans Hamburger, Lee's and Rally's. Heck, our old NFL quarterback-turned-fast food entrepreneur just opened a sliders drive-thru place in front of Clearview Mall. Tons of competition out there for the burger dollar, for those craving something other than MickeyD's or Wendy's.

Charcoal Makes The Difference

Bud's was always distinctive because its burgers were cooked over a real charcoal fire. Unlike a flattop griddle, a gas-fired grill or a chain broiler, the charcoal gave the burgers that backyard barbecue grill flavor not otherwise achievable. And it was that flavor that helped customers overlook the fact that the patties weren't the 1/2, 1/3 nor even the 1/4 pound the others hawk.

For many years, Bud's hours of operation took a curious mid-day two-hour break. Was it because things were slow between lunch and dinner? Was it an employee break period? Nope, it was time needed to clear out the dying coals and rebuild the charcoal bed.

Toppings and Condiments

Bud's burgers were prepared with various combinations of these things: cheese, onions, mayo, mustard, chili and a house-made hickory sauce. What, no ketchup?

Ketchup was only offered at a station in the dining room. And you pumped it into those little pleated paper cups yourself.

The cheese was grated cheddar, and was applied as a topping rather than being melted over the burger patty.

Onions were raw and coarsely diced, rather than sliced. Onions were a yes/no option on every burger. The order taker would check a box on the pre-printed order pads to signify the customer's preference.

Chili was primarily for the hotdogs, but could optionally be had on a burger.

Mayo and mustard, according to the menu, seemed oddly to be an either/or thing.

The hickory smoked sauce was more like a thick, sweet, smoky ketchup. Kept hot, it was applied liberally to the selections which called for it.

Order By Number and The Great Cheese Mystery

Ordering was by number. The most popular combinations of toppings were codified into numbers 1 through 6. Some additions were seen in later years, perhaps varying by location. But these are the OG burgers, and again, with or without onions:

1. Mayonnaise relish sauce
2. Hickory smoked sauce
3. Grated cheddar cheese; mustard or mayo
4. Grated cheddar cheese; chili or hickory smoked sauce
5. Lettuce, tomato, pickles; mustard or mayo
6. #5 plus grated cheddar cheese

I was usually a #6 man, but sometimes only a #4 would do (maybe two). With the hickory smoked sauce, please. And yes, with onions.

A mystery long confounding Bud's fans was the inconsistency in what adding cheese to a burger cost. A #4 was basically a #2 with added cheese. Similarly, a # 6 was merely a #5 with added cheese. Yet, a #4 cost $1.25 more than a #2, while a #6 cost only a quarter more than a #5.

Hot Dogs

Bud's was also a good choice for hotdog fans. For each sandwich, dogs were butterflied lengthwise, grilled just like the burgers and served on a hamburger bun.

7. Grated cheddar cheese, chili
8. Chili
9. Hickory smoked sauce

Bud's served burgers and hotdogs in square, waxed paper envelopes. Folded back, they helped to manage the messier combinations more tidily.

Expanding Menu

As time went on, locations added items to diversify the menu: wings, nuggets, fried seafood, grilled chicken breast, crab cakes. The menu numbers and the classic combinations sometimes fell by the wayside. For the Bud's purist, annoying.

10. Boneless Chicken Breast lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, mayonnaise, hickory smoked sauce
11. Smoked Sausage lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, mayonnaise, hickory smoked sauce
12. Fish Filet lettuce, special sauce

French Fries

The french fries were unique to Bud's. Not only were they thin-cut, they were short as well, and originally served packed into one of the paper envelopes. Thankfully, they never seemed to come out less than piping hot, because they tended to get cold quickly.

Leaving A Mark

Although each Bud's was architecturally unique, the menu and, interestingly, the decor were fairly uniform. Rather than commercial-style round or square tables and chairs, seating consisted of oblong picnic-style tables. Built of solid 2-inch thick pine stock with matching benches, all were finished with a clear coat of shellac.

Over the years, patrons engaged in the habit of carving names or initials into the wooden table tops. Management didn't seem to care, and it always gave the restaurants an additional bit of nostalgic charm.

Gentilly Icon #4

Bud's #4 on Pelopidas in Gentilly was the go-to location for decades for UNO students and certainly the nearby Brother Martin High School. Shoe-horned into a residential neighborhood on a corner lot, it shared the intersection with two cemeteries and a NOPSI sub-station. But no one was there for the view. Bud's #4 relocated to Elysian Fields near UNO in the mid-1980s. The abandoned, Katrina-swamped building on Pelopidas was finally demolished in the late 2000s.

Epilogue

As noted earlier, Bud's Broiler isn't gone yet. But it is fighting a war of attrition that, hopefully, it can find a way to survive. The New Orleans burger scene just wouldn't be the same without it.

The Original Four

Bud's Broiler #1: Burgers, 3826 Airline Dr, Metairie (Metairie Above Causeway) - map
Bud's Broiler #2: Burgers, 500 City Park Ave, New Orleans (Mid-City) - map
Bud's Broiler #3: Burgers, 2338 Banks, New Orleans (Mid-City) - map
Bud's Broiler #4: Burgers, 2073 Pelopidas, New Orleans (Gentilly) - map

Behind the strangely-out-of-place-courthouse-that-turned-into-the-Wildlife & Fisheries headquarters (and back again), sat the The Tally-Ho Restaurant, at 400 Chartres, corner Conti. The restaurant, cafe, coffee shop-- whatever you wanted to call it-- was originally run by Bertrand "Bert" Levy and his wife, Tillie. The place was famous for three things: the cheese omelettes, Bert and Tillie's bickering, and the inconsistent hours of operation.

Outside, over the corner entrance, hung one of those old, two-sided, red and white Coca-Cola signs. It was the kind the distributor probably gave away in exchange for selling Coke products. The name of the establishment would just be added to the blank white bottom half. The Tally-Ho's sign appears to have been there since the building housed the Continental Restaurant back in the 1950s. Just with the name repainted.

Breakfast Anytime

Primarily a breakfast and lunch operation, the Tally-Ho was for some time also a late night breakfast place. It is as this I remember it. And I doubt I ever saw the inside of it during the light of day. For this reason I may have missed having an omelette made by Bert himself. And I certainly don't recall witnessing any of the notorious bickering.

Back in the 1970s, one could park across the tracks from Decatur Street and the French Quarter in the shell lot by the river. At the time, there was relatively little fear of late night criminal activity. For those unfamiliar, small bi-valve shells dredged from Lake Pontchartrain are commonly used here in lieu of gravel.

Parking in the shell lot was free, and it only meant hoofing a couple of extra blocks into the Quarter to patronize iconic Pat O'Brien's on a weekend night. Or Melius Bar on Conti, a popular destination for the college crowd on Wednesdays in those days.

After a night of French Quarter partying (read over-indulging), ambling back to your car in the shell lot took you right past the Tally-Ho. There you could cheaply get a plate full of eggs, ham or bacon, toast and coffee. And a bit of respite before venturing home.

A Close Call

On January 31, 1977 a mid-afternoon fire-- a grease flare-up from the griddle was to blame-- caused the restaurant heavy damage. But the brigade from the fire house in the next block over on Decatur was able to respond and extinguish it in about 15 minutes.

A Change of Hands and the Hungarian Menu

At some point, Bert and Tillie left the business. The Tally-Ho was taken over by a Wisconsin couple named Chuck and Lorraine Nahmens, apparently around 1982.

In 1986, the restaurant took a wild left turn and began serving Hungarian food. A woman named Elizabeth White from Virginia, and a native of Hungary, applied for a waitressing job at the Tally-Ho. Her tenure would be short-- only three weeks-- as she was just passing through (on foot!) on her way to Mexico. A religious pilgrimage of some sort.

But while she was here, White convinced the Nahmenses to try serving some of the Hungarian dishes she cooked for them. The idea was apparently a hit with the clientele, and when she left to continue her journey, she left printed recipes and instructions behind.

Epilogue

According to his obituary, original owner Bert Levy died November 3, 2000, at age 75, in Austin, TX. Services and interment, however, were here in Metairie.

Information is sparse, but an old Chowhound website post seems to indicate the Tally-Ho closed for good in the early-2000s. Since then the building's facade has been restored to that of the original Perrilliat House, built in 1825. The corner entrance and old Coca-Cola sign are no more.

Tally Ho Coffee Shop: Diner, 400 Chartres, New Orleans (French Quarter) - 566-7071 (do not call) map

A Lakeview neighborhood institution for decades was Charlie's New York Delicatessen. Charlie's Deli, as it was more commonly called, served up real, New York deli-style fare made right in front of you. Or at least what you could see through the deli cases that separated the dining area from the galley kitchen. An outlier in a town full of po-boy shops, Charlie's was the destination for fans of real pastrami and corned beef piled high on good Jewish rye.

Charlie's rounded out its "New York-ness" with shelving and racks along the wall opposite the counter. Filled with Kosher grocery items like matzos and gefilte fish, they were mostly Manischewitz brand. And none of which I ever saw anyone purchase during any of the probably one hundred times I ate there.

Navigating Charlie's

If you were lucky, you could get one of the few, coveted parking spots right in front. Otherwise, you parked on the street. As you entered, on the left, at the front end of a line of glass-fronted cooler cases holding the meats, cheeses, salads, etc, was a short few feet of counter space where you placed your order, paid, and picked up your food when ready.

Behind the counter, high on the wall, was a chalkboard style menu listing. In addition to regular offerings like pastrami, turkey and Reuben sandwiches, there were specialties such as the "Wolfie" or the "Moon". Both were overstuffed combinations of meats and cheese, the latter named for former New Orleans mayor Moon Landrieu.

Dining in typically meant having to stand near the front waiting for a table to open up during busy times, and hoping your order wouldn't be ready before one did. Once a table was secured, it usually needed a wipe-down of whatever stickiness the previous occupant left behind. Handwritten signage warned diners to clean their own tables lest they incur the "wrath of Sharon". But those who didn't were apparently out the door before it could be invoked, leaving the clean-up to those who came after.

Making Sandwiches

The typical sandwich construction went something along these lines: A generous portion of meat (or meats) for a sandwich, thinly sliced, of course, was piled high on a paper plate and topped with sliced Swiss cheese. This amalgamation would then be placed in a drawer-style steamer to gently heat the meat and melt the cheese. A few pumps of the handle on the front and, voila! This would all then be transferred to authentic deli rye bread slices for further amendment with Russian dressing, slaw, sauerkraut or the like.

Charlie Young

The "Charlie" of Charlie's Deli was Charlie Young, noted for being the originator of New York style delicatessens in New Orleans. The Lakeview outlet was the second of two Young owned before selling the Harrison Avenue location and opening another in Metairie.

Charlie had also been a trumpet player in several area dance orchestras, and was for many years the bugler at the Fairgrounds race course.

In the summer of 1986, then 62 year-old Young was working the night shift at a Metairie Time Saver convenience store. A teen-aged armed robber, under the influence of LSD, alcohol and other drugs, shot and killed him. Taking a paltry $11, he used the money to buy fishing bait. The jury deliberated for just 35 minutes before convicting him of first-degree murder.

Epilogue

After Charlie's Deli became a casualty of Hurricane Katrina, it was succeeded in the spot by Touche Café, Dan’s Place, then an iteration of Koz's, and currently by Francesca by Katie's. The latter pays homage to Charlie's in the form of the Moon sandwich.

Charlie's Deli: Sandwiches/Deli, 515 Harrison Ave, New Orleans (Lakeview) - 486-1766 (do not call) map

Francesca's by Katie's: Sandwiches/Deli/Pizza, 515 Harrison Ave, New Orleans (Lakeview) - (504)266-2511 map

Artista Pizza Kitchen was started in 1958 by a telephone lineman named Walter who wanted to go into business for himself. With the help of United Bakery on St. Bernard Ave. in creating a dough recipe, he rented a small space in the front corner of a movie theater building on Franklin Avenue. There he began what would spawn three more restaurants, four if you count the one a former employee opened down in St. Bernard Parish. In six months time, the pizzeria was profitable enough for Walter to make it his full-time vocation.

The small dining area held no more than probably ten tables, maybe one more if not for the jukebox against the rear wall. The kitchen was visible through a large plate glass window, so diners could watch their pizzas being made.

A Simple Menu For Success

The pizza was of the hand-thrown, thin crust style, and offered in two sizes, 12" (six slices) and 16" (8 slices). Toppings were the standard fare: cheese, mushrooms, onion, bell pepper, black or green olives, sausage, ground beef, pepperoni and Canadian bacon.

Besides pizza, two salads were available: an Italian tossed (iceberg lettuce, tomato, pepperoncini) and a lettuce with artichoke hearts. Both are dressed exclusively with a house-made, garlicky vinaigrette.

Fountain soft drinks and draught beer (by the glass or by the pitcher) completed the menu.

Expansion and Legacy

In 1965, the operation was expanded and Tower of Pizza was opened on Downman Road in eastern New Orleans. Dino's on Veterans Boulevard in Metairie followed in 1971. After a fourth iteration was opened on Williams Blvd. in Kenner, it was suggested the three expansion outlets all be rebranded under the Tower of Pizza moniker. Ostensibly, this was to save money on advertising and pizza box printing.

A cousin bought Artista from Walter in 1973, and operated it until 1986. After the closure of the movie theater and the decline of the neighborhood in general, he found it no longer profitable and closed.

Today, only the former Dino's in Metairie remains as Tower of Pizza. It is still operated by Walter's son, Walter, Jr. It retains the same 1970s decor it's always had: dark wood paneling and red & white checkered table cloths. And not one but two large windows through which to view the pizza making. And the original Artista menu. If it ain't broke...

Artista Pizza Kitchen: Pizza, 2941 Franklin Ave, New Orleans (Gentilly) - 947-9385 (do not call) map

Tower of Pizza: Pizza, 2104 Veterans Blvd, Metairie (Metairie Below Causeway) map - (504)833-9373

Bozo's was a long-standing seafood restaurant originally established in 1928 by Bozo Vodanovich on St. Ann near Broad Street. Subsequently owned and operated by his children, Chris "Bozo" Vodanovich and his sister Mary Ann, it was a favorite among locals and visitors alike for many years. Bozo's moved to suburban Metairie in 1979.

Bozo's was famous for its seafood dishes, especially its boiled and fried seafood platters, featuring shrimp, oysters, crawfish, and other local delicacies. They also offered po' boys, gumbo, and other Cajun and Creole-inspired dishes.

Early in its history, Bozo's operated as a "social club", a "membership" card being required to be served. The restaurant was popular with families and groups of friends, as well as with couples looking for a cozy and romantic dining experience.

Bozo's has been recognized by a number of publications and organizations over the years, including being named as one of the "Top 10 Seafood Restaurants in the US" by Coastal Living magazine. The restaurant has also been featured on numerous TV shows and in travel guides.

Mary Ann passed away in 2002 at the age of 70. Chris "Bozo" Vodanovich died in 2014 at age 86.

Today, the Bozo's location in Metairie is occupied by Mr. Ed's Oyster Bar & Fish House, and carries on the Bozo's tradition as a must-visit destination for anyone looking to experience the unique flavors and ambiance of New Orleans-style seafood dining.

Bozo's: Seafood, 3117 21st Street, Metairie (Metairie Below Causeway) map - 831-8666 (do not call)

Mr. Ed's Oyster Bar & Fish House: Seafood, 3117 21st Street, Metairie (Metairie Below Causeway) map - 833-6310