Jester’s Bar & Grill

Slowest bar tender ever! Normally not one to criticize the pace at which I receive my beverage but good God this is an airport!!! Slow as balls. And I got so irritated. No time to write any more.

The bartender is so slow she needs to consider a career change this just isn’t for her.

Jester’s in Concourse D
This Jester’s was recently opened — around November 2013. They have pre-​made sandwiches, bagels, bottled water, and coffee. There’s also a bar serving beer, wine, and liquor.
The servers are nice enough; somewhat disinterested to be there working. The food is just awful and expensive with very little variety. The bar area smells of old, stale beer. I’ve purchased a ham and cheese sandwich from here before but I don’t recommend it.
And there’s no place to plug in your power devices. If you’re in need, you’ll have to grab a seat nearer to the gates.

One word to describe this place — slop. Don’t you hate airport authorities that just don’t get it. Wait until your connection.

Service was aweful. Next time I will keep walking.

One of about 4 choices for food in concourse B of MSY and the first one you come to as you walk to the gates. I usually skip the food option and go for a cup of coffee. The coffee is roasted by PJs, but still requires some TLC from the staff. Sometimes, when I forget to eat at home before leaving, I’ll opt of an overpriced piece of fruit or a Danish. Given the minimal food options, it is not surprising to see a line waiting to place food orders. No, it may not be the greatest food served in New Orleans, but it is a definite improvement over what used to be served in the airport.

Horrible rip off when you’re stranded on the wrong side of airport security. Eat at the food court before you head in to security. $ 10.95 for a very small bowl of red beans & rice … Rip off. Blackened chicken sandwich was not blackened at all … Just light seasoned. Skip this place ( Unilocal does not allow zero stars).

Unless you wanna eat popcorn or nachos from the Pile-​O-​Crap Cart this is your only choice. After enduring the food and the horrible service I suggest heading straight to your gate and holding out for the free peanuts. They would be cheaper and more satisfying (even more disgraceful considering its NOLA location).

It’s a bar. B A R people, food is Crap at best but the drinks are cold. What kind of bar doesn’t have chips and dip?!!

In Concourse B is Jester’s. Surprisingly I had some good gumbo here. Ordered a gumbo and a drink and the total was $ 11.54. The gumbo had a good amount of chicken and sausage. Came with a piece of cornbread too but that was nothing special. Service was fast and friendly.

Coffee tastes like ass. Well, maybe not ass, but burnt, … something. Cigarette ash maybe? Maybe they never clean out the filter. Nasty and undrinkable.

Standard airport food, or worse. The New Orleans airport has VERY limited food in the Continental terminal — so there was no other option. I stayed safe with the red beans and rice, which I didn’t mind at all. It was, of course, overpriced. Very tiny bar. If I was not so hungover from 3 days in New Orleans, I would have been disappointing with the tiny bar… but the last thing I was thinking of was booze on that Sunday afternoon.

Not no, but hell no.
The New Orleans airport hates you.
The New Orleans airport wants you to have an unhappy life, a miserable tax situation, and stunted children.
Then it wants to spread salt on the ground and start the whole process over again.
This is the only conclusion I can possibly come to given that this neck of the woods is a mecca for amazing food, yet a place like Jester’s is allowed to exist. They say that the only thing that has to happen in the world for shitty dining establishments to triumph is for good people to occasionally eat at them.
When you enter an airport and pass security you are basically held captive. SURE you can go back out and muck around but if you are someone like me who suffers from a bit of airport anxiety, once you cross the security threshold you feel as if judgment on a biblical level will be lowered against you if you do something so froggy as trying to get back out.
So there you are, waiting for your continental flight in an airport that is basically the stunted cousin of a real airport, you want some food, you may even want some booze. You think back wistfully to those days of yore, mere minutes ago when you were not staring down the business end of TSA, when there were a number of semi tasty (i think they even have a sonic???) dining establishments right on the other side of security. Now you are presented with a choice, because your flight just got delayed two hours due to Tropical Storm Montel, you can duck back out of the terminal and get something to eat that will not make you feel ashamed, then rebirth through the swollen sphincter that is TSA which will make you feel god damn ashamed… OR you can belly up to the bar at Jester’s and roll the dice.
Just fyi, at Jester’s the dice are always snake eyes, and the joke is always on you.
I have eaten here twice, which is exactly two times too many. Food is basically slop, a sloppy rendition of the glorious food that New Orleans is known for. My shrimp po’ boy was about 20 fried popcorn shrimp, in a hoagie bun, with lettuce and tomato on the side… For 11 bucks. The time before I had a tepid and really just fucking depressing bowl of jambalaya, i know swears are bad, but «fucking depressing» is the only way to sum it up.
Drinks are served in plastic cups, food is served on plastic and compressed foam, very much resembling the consistency and quality of the product.
I keep on going back to this but there is SO MUCH that is good to eat in this neck of the woods, from bags of boiled crawfish to shrimp to boiled mushrooms… and then there is this, a sad afterbirth of pathetic sub cafeteria level food, why? Because you really have no choice.
Fuck you Jester’s I will gnaw my arm off before I ever eat your food again.

When flying JetBlue at Louis Armstrong, this is really the only food option beyond the security gate. That’s not counting the vending machine across or the snacks from the newspaper stand.
This is supposed to be a Cajun /​Sandwich /​Breakfast stand but done a la «express» style. And by «express» it really means pre-​made, so don’t be expecting anything fresh here. As for «express» the speed, it’s just been very «slow» in general and hungry mouths are left with little choice but to wait.
As much as I’ve attempted to avoid this place after many bad incidents, I’ve found myself here more than I am proud to admit. I have everything from mini po boys, to their breakfast platter, and various «cajun wraps.» All of these items had a couple things in common: bland and overpriced. There is a small seating area, which consists of 3 tables max, with the majority of the people just sitting on the ground or via the seats at the gate.
When there isn’t much selection to begin with, there is little room for complaints. As this is the only food option, hungry people like me are forced to repeat. Pack a pre-​airport meal or hit up some of the places along Concourse D and the west gate and bring it in here.

Really bad. Paid $ 12 for a Jambalaya wrap and small drink and ended up with heartburn. Empty dining area was needlessly dirty, employees sitting doing nothing while they could have been cleaning it. Should have gone to Subway instead. Do yourself a favor and avoid this dump.