Hebert’s Steakhouse and Seafood Restaurant

The first and last time we went I ordered a Ribeye steak because it is customarily a very flavorful steak. My husband can’t eat meat so he ordered gumbo. He liked his gumbo, I hated my steak. It was tough and full of gristle. I should have sent it back. The salad was just iceberg lettuce. I won’t be going back.

This was my first and LAST time I will ever go to Hebert’s. My wife told me about their reputation and I’ve been dying to go for years. Little did I know they must still be open on reputation alone. My wife and I sat down and we ordered an appetizer, two Teas (unsweetened because they don’t serve sweet tea). For entrées my wife ordered shrimp half fried and half grilled and I ordered a New York strip medium rare with grilled shrimp. First off your drinks are served in MASON JARS! Who the hell does that? Second the Tea was so strong and bitter. This is not the focus but it did add to the negative experience. Nope the focus is supposed to be on the food. Well when the appetizer arrived we each had some and it was delicious. You can tell it was fresh and hot (fried egg plant). It needed a little salt but regardless it was awesome and this only amped my excitement for my steak. Boy would I be let down, big time. When our entrees arrived I should’ve known when I first looked at my steak that it was not going to be good at all. There was no sear or char on the steak AT ALL. It was just brown… a brown steak? Well maybe if I cut it open it will look good on the inside. You know medium rare pink/​red on the inside well I cut it open and… its brown. A brown steak? Not over cooked brown but like an old meat brown. Well I asked the waitress do they marinate the steak and she said no. I don’t know about any of you but I’ve NEVER EVER had a brown steak in my life. I’m not a person who complains a lot so I keep eating well about 3\4 of the way I can barely even cut the damn piece of junk. Towards the end it was just freaking RAW not Rare but RAW. The fat was not rendered at all. The name on the building says Steakhouse I COULD GET A BETTER STEAK AT WALMART AND GRILLING IT AT HOME. So I ask can I speak to the manager and tell them that their food is shit. Well the manager nor the owner are their… on a Saturday… at 7pm… bs. I wasn’t looking for compensation just to let them know you are losing a customer and now I will let as many people as I can know how bad your place is now. How much of a joke your «Steakhouse» is. If you have Steakhouse in your name you better cook steaks better than what I had tonight or you won’t be open for long.

Hebert’s Steakhouse, named after the original owner, Goulou Hebert, has been my favorite restaurant for nearly ten years. In addition to the incredible food, it has a lot of history too.
It’s been said that Belle Duhon, always with a cigarette hanging from her lips, could cook one of the best steaks in the world.
Hebert’s has had a few owners over the past few decades — just recently, the LeMaires sold it to a young couple, Clint and Phoebe Meaux. The menu will mostly stay the same; there will just be a few additions.
There’s hardly a dish at Hebert’s that won’t rank in anyone’s «Top 10 Best of My Life». The steaks are some of the best ever. Their seafood platter ranks as my brother’s «#2 of all time.» My favorites include the grilled soft-​shelled crab and the grilled quail. Their seafood gumbo is my favorite ever, as is the rice dressing. Even the blue cheese dressing is some of the best I’ve had.
Their butter-​doused bread comes with every meal, as does a simple yet good salad. Hebert’s is where all the locals eat; anytime I go there, I know I’ll see a bunch of people I know, and we’ll hop from table to table talking. It’s one of the best feelings in the world.