In a restaurant that operates on a “nothing too fancy” ethos, you wouldn’t expect the chicken wings to be buttermilk-brined, smoked, roasted, and served with celery ribbons instead of sticks, and herb yogurt instead of ranch. At Cast Iron, the Old Fourth Ward restaurant that operates on said ethos, that’s exactly what you’ll find. It’s a neighborhood place with elevated, Southern-inspired fare, where even the basest of dishes have an air of elegance (I repeat: those chicken wings). The cocktails are approachable with kitschy names and intricate flavor profiles. Antithetical to what you’d expect, nothing on the menu exceeds $20. It may very well be “nothing too fancy” on paper, but certainly not on the palate.