Bad Mojo!
On my way to a gig the other night in a neighboring city, I drove past my favorite New Orleans-styled restaurant and lounge. What’s this? The windows were dark, the marquee lights were extinguished, and the door sported one of those cheap signs turned to the “Closed” position.
This place received top reviews when it opened less than a year ago. The decor was as authentic as you can find up here in the swamps of Michigan. The food was excellent, the staff was fun and friendly, entertainment was outstanding (heck, Junior Valentine and I played there twice a month), and they even had Abita beer on tap. It actually came pretty close to a few places I dearly love in N’awlins.
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