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Dec 15, 201610:27 AM
Haute Plates

Our weekly blog on the New Orleans fine dining scene

The Restaurants Are Changin’

Or: Wait, Who Got The Nobel Prize For Literature?


Come gather ‘round Children

Who dine in this town

And celebrate all

The new places around

Rejoice that your favorites

Are most still around

And admit you’ve more options

Than you’ve ever had

‘Cause the restaurants are changin’


Come writers and critics

And tell us in prose

About menus combining  

Raw kale and gumbos

Ignore the high rents and

The front-of-house woes

‘Cause we’re riding the crest

Of the new foodie wave

And the restaurants are changin’


Come all politicians

And bow to the trend

For we all know for sure

This won’t ever end

We’ve got more places

Than we’ve ever had

And the trucks and the carts

And the popups to boot

For the restaurants are changin’


Come mothers and fathers

And lovers and friends

Go out to dinner

Every now and again

Just remember this lesson

When you leave the house

Get a sitter for toddlers

And mute your cell phone

‘Cause the restaurants are changin’


New restaurants open

And most of them last

They keep popping up;

Our selection is vast

But where are they finding

The servers and staff?

I don’t know but I’m glad

I’m no restaurateur

‘Cause the restaurants are changin’


I’m not entirely sure how one would go about nominating me for a Nobel Prize, but I’m sure one of you, dear readers, will figure it out. To be clear, it doesn’t have to be for literature. I will graciously accept any Nobel Prize, whether it be for physics, peace, economics, ping pong or medicine. I am not picky as long as it comes with a large sack of money. Which, of course, I would give to the needy. (As I define “needy,” anyway).

I know that the prizes have just been announced for 2016, but you can’t win if you’re not nominated, and apparently it’s considered bad form to nominate oneself, and they have very sophisticated methods of identifying IP addresses over there in Sweden.

I thank you, the little people who’ve made this all possible, in advance.



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Robert D. Peyton was born at Ochsner Hospital and, apart from four years in Tennessee for college and three years in Baton Rouge for law school, has lived in New Orleans his entire life. He is a strong believer in the importance of food to our local culture and in the importance of our local food culture, generally. He has practiced law since 1994, and began writing about food on his website, www.appetites.us, in 1999. He mainly wrote about partying that year, obviously.

In 2006, New Orleans Magazine named Appetites the best food blog in New Orleans. The choice was made relatively easy due to the fact that Appetites was, at the time, the only food blog in New Orleans.

He began writing the Restaurant Insider column for New Orleans Magazine in 2007 and has been published in St. Charles Avenue, Louisiana Life and New Orleans Homes and Lifestyles magazines. He is the only person he knows personally who has been interviewed in GQ magazine, albeit for calling Alan Richman a nasty name. He is not proud of that, incidentally. (Yes, he is.)

Robert’s maternal grandmother is responsible for his love of good food, and he has never since had fried chicken or homemade biscuits as good as hers. He developed his curiosity about restaurant cooking in part from the venerable PBS cooking show "Great Chefs" and has an extensive collection of cookbooks, many of which do not require coloring, and some of which have not been defaced.

Robert lives in Mid-City with his wife Eve and their three children, and is fond of receiving comments and emails. Please humor him.




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