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I am a proud citizen of the Mojo Nation: In dog we trust.
(Wag more, bark less.)
Mojo was a much-loved canine (see the photo prominently displayed above the bar the next if you still need proof that dogs can grin). Framed photos of patrons’ pets are also featured on a wall near the entrance to the kitchen… The regulars are a genuine community; I feel lucky for having found this particular corner of the universe.
The bartenders are of a distinctive calibre, and Mojo’s kitchen is one of the best-kept secrets in the Quarter (delicious fare that is modestly priced). Louis (the current owner/chef) humors me when I visit because I defer to him without reservation as to what I’ll be enjoying for my meal (and I’ve yet to be disappointed by his choice). The jukebox features a carefully selected collection of CDs assembled based upon the collective staffs’ picks. It’s a place without pretense or hype (a rare find in NOLA).
I regret to note that Arly (Louis’ partner in all respects) passed away on 05/22/2007. She was one tough little bird; we’re all going to miss her… I like to think that Mojo’s keeping her company until the rest of us follow along.over 6 years ago