Around for years, Bourbon Street is still the only place doing Cajun and Creole food. The result? Tables packed with nostalgic Americans, amazed and comforted by Louisiana favorites like cornmeal-crusted catfish, barbecued ribs, crawfish etouffee and jambalaya. The space, too, fits the bill: a low-ceilinged dining room with tiled floors and aging wicker-backed furniture that remind us of some long-standing New Orleans establishments. Bourbon Street also gives off a very serious vibe in the gastronomic department. Still, those with a more Thai palate would be well-advised to adjust their expectations. The dishes here are largely starchy and fatty (as they’re meant to be) and not very spicy. Their Southern-style fried chicken platter (B250) is enormous and comes with mashed potatoes and a mild, creamy gravy, though on our last visit, the chicken was very greasy. The bloomin’ onion appetizer (B110) is an impressive platter of a splayed batter-fried onion with dipping sauce—fun to eat and delicious, but better after liberal applications of hot sauce. Largely, the classics are well-handled. The catfish fillet with hush puppies (deep-fried batter balls with spices, B350) comes with good quality fillets encased in a crunchy cornmeal batter and the barbecued pork ribs (B350) fall off the bone appropriately (not too fatty, though) even though we have a hard time tasting the peppers in the accompanying jalapeno cornbread. There are some out-and-out disappointments, though, such as the jambalaya (a rice and tomato sauce dish with chicken and andouille sausage, B210) which seems to lack a complexity of flavor and cohesiveness of ingredients. Still, overall, it’s great that Bourbon Street exists and has remained true to its vision. The portions are large and affordable, and service is brisk. But to take your experience to sublime heights, the secret ingredient might just be nostalgia.