Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
After breakfasting at Surrey’s, we headed home determined to be productive. Slogging through my daily projects seemed especially onerous to me. Admittedly, doing dishes (by hand) can be particularly grueling, but even walking Pippin, something I can’t help but enjoy, felt like a chore. Something was off. Something was missing. It […]
During my drunken days at the Circle Bar, I often saw Greg Surrey come in for a pint and anyone who could, would tell me about his incredible restaurant. “You simply have to go for breakfast,” people would tell me. “It’s one of the best kept local secrets in New […]
“Modesty is not only an ornament, but also a guard to virtue” -Joseph Addison Only three short blocks from the Audubon Zoo on the corner of Webster and Laurel Streets, there’s what appears to be a humble neighborhood bistro complete with awning and chalkboard specials called Restaurant Patois. Yesterday, John […]
On Saturday, John and I went to have breakfast with two dear friends, Casey and Brandon, who live almost in the middle of the Jean Lafitte Preserve on the Westbank. Seeing as I am very unfamiliar with the geography on that side of the river, the extent of my knowledge […]
Even though there is a vast bar and restaurant selection within walking distance of my old apartment on Harmony Street, I would often find myself at The Bulldog. Not only does it possess a very comfortable and relaxed atmosphere, they also serve up some of the tastiest bar food in […]
For many months now, folks have been buzzing all over town about Pinkberry, the new frozen yogurt craze that is “swirling” the nation. When I discovered it’s origins in West Hollywood, I thought to myself “OMG! It’ll be totally radical dude!” Well, not really. I was sure it would highlight […]
When I woke on Friday, I was feeling pretty gloomy, reflecting the thundering, gray day and reluctant to even open my eyes. I wasn’t rising to my first day as a 39-year-old. John always teases about how immature I can be, but it’s true, I don’t want to grow up. […]
Seven years ago today, I spent my 32nd birthday all alone in the Crescent City. It had only been two months since I moved from the Bay Area and I hadn’t made any friends yet, but I had made up my mind to enjoy a solo evening out on the […]
In the 1900 block of Magazine Street lies a quaint, unpretentious neighborhood bar called the Garden District Pub. Although I have visited quite a few little-known and under-appreciated watering holes in this town (The Saint and the pre-flood Hi-Ho Lounge comes to mind), this was one of those precious local […]
Smack dab next to my favorite burger joint in the whole city lies an unassuming Riverbend haunt called Madigan’s. To find it, just look for the large green, neon sign on the corner of Maple and S.Carrollton Avenue, only a short walk from Camilla Grill. Sometimes, the bar is opened up on […]
A couple of weeks ago, my friend Casey had accompanied John and I on one of my cheats and unfortunately, it turned out badly. I felt terrible, especially after constantly bragging about the all the fantastic eateries I had already experienced. Determined to make it up to her, I chose […]
“Sometimes too much to drink is barely enough. “ ~Mark Twain Seeking to prevent our thirst and to sample some tasty nosh, Anne and I headed over to Cure on the corner of Freret and Upperline several nights ago, already a little buzzed and excited about what we’ve heard about the […]
The Random House dictionary has several definitions for the original French phrase rendez-vous that literally means “present yourselves.” A rendezvous can be an agreement to meet, the meeting itself, a place designated for a meeting, a favorite gathering place and a meeting of two or more spacecraft in outer space. […]