Being located on the edge of the Quarter, I've probably walked past the Palace Cafe two hundred times without ever going in. I've taken pictures of the iconic sign on the outside, but never had the urge to venture inside. Thankfully one of the magazines gave me an excuse to go inside. I had to shoot a Cobb salad (and a pretty good one at that - thick cut bacon is fantastic), and as usual I made small talk with some of the people inside while waiting on the kitchen. The interior is larger and more elaborate than I would've assumed from the outside. The upstairs walls are covered with murals and photos of musicians. If I heard correctly, the building used to be connected to music publisher P.P Werlein. I'll let wikipedia tell you about old P.P.