Drive through the little town of Donaldsonville, see the historic buildings, the local people, the bayous and wildlife, and you will quickly realize that you want to get out of there. This place is in the middle of nowhere.
The Grapevine Cafe and Gallery is on a block that looks like the downtown area of a small town…no really it’s one block, and I think that one block is all of downtown. Weird right? Well when you walk into this place you are smacked in the face with all kinds of fanciness. there is art and shit all over the walls..from real artists….it’s like eating in the fucking Louvre. There was this angry red bird starring at me the whole time. He was legit. I named him Frank (after eating I read the description beside Frank and found out the name of the painting was “red bird”…creative)
On August 27th at 7:40pm I gave the server my drink order.
August 27th at 7:45pm I received my drink.
December 13th at 2:23am the server finally came to take our order.
I was so pumped. I knew what I wanted. I got the crabmeat stuffed portobella mushroom…but it doesn’t stop there….THEY put grilled shrimp right there..on the top of that bitch.
It’s like. some mushroom was just chillin’ out in the forrest being some awesome ass stool for some faries and shit. then BOOM someone grabs him up and takes him to the kitchen, then later halfway around the world Mr. Krabs gets scooped up with his homies the shrimp. Then Krabs, the shrimp, and Mr. Mushroom all get to meet briefly right before they are all murdered and put on my plate. This shit is crazy good. like afterwards I wanted to make it a sandwich..but that would have been weird because it was in my stomach…and food doesn’t usually tend to have a use for more food.
27 stars. awesome food. bad ass art. classy as fuck. but took two seasons of friends to finally get my server to take my order.