Ugh. This is the fifth time I've eaten here and it was by far the worst of my visits. Maybe I'm a little spoiled; I spent some time cooking saute on Bourbon Street many years ago. I guess the tip off should have been, after we were seated, we were told the special soup of the day was a fajita salad. Hmmm. Maybe the salad didn't sell too well the night before so they threw it into a big pot. Maybe. I ordered the Shrimp Ducky (shrimp, duck, brown sauce, mushrooms over white rice). After placing my order, the waitress came back and said they only had the dinner sized portion, not a lunch portion (??). I asked if I could have it on a smaller plate but she said no. So I agreed to have it anyway. I also ordered a side of sautéed mushrooms. She back again and asked me what I wanted the meal served on, pasta or rice. I asked if they had brown or dirty rice. She said no, just white. Hmmm. Authentic New Orleans, eh? I said okay, I'll take that. Oops. Mistake. Well, when the meal came out I started to eat it. When I say the duck was tougher than leather, I am not exaggerating. I couldn't cut it with a knife. When I crunched through a piece of charcoal on the duck I didn't think it could get any more comical. But it did. The rice was undercooked. Badly. It did match the tactical crunch of the duck though... Even the sweet tea wasn't sweet. To top it all off, the mushrooms were sautéed in butter. No garlic, no spices of any kind. What a disappointing meal. That will be the last time I dine there. Going forward, Clyde's it is.