When the exodus from the South Shore to the North Shore became heavy in the 1980s, almost immediately the relocatees started looking for neighborhood restaurants like the ones they'd enjoyed for decades in and around New Orleans. They didn't find them. The closest approximations were the country-style diners on the major highways, which lacked both charm and good cooking. Eggs Sardou? Pasta with tasso and crawfish cream sauce? Forget about it! By the time of Katrina, the first New Orleans-style neighborhood eateries were finally there, beating the chains in the rush to serve this ballooning market. And so we have places like Liz's.
The main theme of any conversation about Liz's begins with a gripe about how hard it is to park there, especially on weekends. Everything else is good news. Breakfast is the main specialty, going far beyond the usual staples of that meal and allowing you to construct a unique platter. It's not like those cafeteria-like chains; they cook everything to order. Even the cooking methods are up in the air (sometimes literally).
Liz Munsun is proud to be a Yat. She got into the food service business making sno-balls, something she enjoyed more than she thought she would. She opened the Whereyaat Cafe on the Florida Street old main drag in Mandeville. Something about the place grabbed customers, and it's been tremendously popular ever since.
If Liz had designed her restaurant during her high school and college days, it probably wouldn't look any different from the way it does. References to 1970s New Orleans culture are everywhere, in the wild color schemes, the poems and drawings on the walls, and in other ways related to the Age of Aquarius. (I am from that era myself, so it resonates.) The staff is a happy bunch, and the whole joint jumps.
Weekends here are crazy busy. Figure on parking three or so blacks away, and be happy when you find something closer.
| Attitude | 2 |
|---|---|
| Environment | 1 |
| Hipness | 1 |
| Local Color | 1 |
| Service | 1 |
| Value | 2 |
| Wine | 0 |
