Gallier's Seafood & Oyster Bar
New Orleans
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Gallier's was exactly what we were looking for on our first night in New Orleans. We wanted good local seafood that didn't feel overly touristy, and this place was a great find. The charbroiled oysters were my favorite. They were buttery, garlicky, and so flavorful. We also had the gumbo, blackened fish, onion rings, and green beans, and everything was fresh and came out hot. The portions were generous, and we left happy and very full. The atmosphere was casual and welcoming, which made it a nice place to unwind after walking around the French Quarter. If you're in the area and craving seafood, I'd definitely recommend giving Gallier's a try. We'd happily come back on our next visit to New Orleans.
Excellent place with delicious food, fast service, and a very friendly waiter. The large TVs make it a great spot to watch sports games while enjoying your meal. We loved the alligator, salmon, grouper, and oysters—everything was fresh and absolutely delicious. The service was quick, the atmosphere was beautiful, and the staff made us feel very welcome. This is definitely a place worth coming back to again and again.
One of the items on our New Orleans to do list was finding a good oyster bar (or 2 😆). This restaurant was right on our preferred streetcar line and despite the filled room, we had a zero wait. My girlfriend ordered the rockerfeller oysters and I went with the half order of local gulf oysters. Wow!! Both kinds were fantastic (and I mean eyes closed to savor the taste kind of yummy!). We followed that up with full salads, house rosé and a local amber ale. Perfect for families who want to be a little outside of bourbon street.
Had an excellent dinner at Gallier’s while visiting New Orleans. Oysters Rockefeller are a must. We also had the snapper, trio, red beans and rice, and bread pudding. All were delicious. The service was friendly and attentive.
Gallier’s Seafood & Oyster Bar: Where the Gulf Winks at You Over a Bread Pudding If you’re wandering Carondelet Street wondering whether New Orleans still knows how to flirt with your taste buds, Gallier’s Seafood & Oyster Bar is your answer, and it’s not subtle. This place doesn’t whisper “Cajun charm”; it shouts it from a soft-shell crab Poboy while jazz plays in the background and your server, Jam, makes you feel like royalty with a side of sass. Let’s start with the Gallier’s Oyster Special, a dozen Gulf gems so fresh they probably had brunch plans before landing on our plate. Chargrilled, Rockefeller, raw and Creole, each one was a briny sonnet. I briefly considered writing a thank-you note to the ocean. Then came the Soft Shell Crab Poboy, which arrived like a crustacean superhero in a French loaf cape. Crispy, golden, and unapologetically messy, it was the kind of sandwich that makes you question your life choices, in a good way. The remoulade had enough kick to start a second line. The Seafood Penne was a creamy fever dream of Gulf shrimp and crawfish tangled in pasta like they were rehearsing for a Mardi Gras float. Cajun Alfredo sauce clung to every noodle like it knew it was the star of the show. I would’ve licked the bowl, but Jam had already brought extra bread like the intuitive legend she is. And then, bread pudding. Not just dessert. A spiritual experience. Warm, custardy, and doused in a bourbon sauce that could probably negotiate peace treaties. It was the kind of finale that makes you want to stand up and applaud. I didn’t, but I did make eye contact with Jam and whisper “respect.” We returned the next day, because of course we did. This time, Kenneth took the reins, equal parts gracious host and flavor whisperer. He offered spot-on suggestions, served up charm with every plate, and even gifted us a recipe for a Fanta-based drink that tasted like summer in a glass. If Jam was the stylish aunt, Kenneth was the cool cousin who knows all the secret menu hacks. Final Verdict: Gallier’s isn’t just a restaurant, it’s a civic celebration in edible form. Five stars for the food, the flair, and especially for Jam and Kenneth, who deserve their own float in the next parade. If you’re in New Orleans and not eating here, you’re missing out on a love letter written in oysters, bourbon sauce, and a splash of Fanta.
