Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
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 […]
Ever since reading The House on First Street, I’ve been sorely reminded of something I lack…a house of my very own. Before I hit puberty and was still playing with Barbie, I could care less what clothes she wore (in fact, she often went naked), all I cared about was […]
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 […]
Let me begin by being completely straightforward…I hate books about the 2005 levee failures a.k.a. Hurricane Katrina. Perhaps I am too emotional or too sensitive, but I just can’t stand them. I’ve gotten about halfway through most of them (forcing myself the rest of the way, page by miserable page), […]
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 […]
One of the most important events of my new life in New Orleans was the first time I got invited to a crawfish boil. To me, it was a pivotal, food-related experience that, like no other, had endeared me to the locals and made me feel welcome and included. Lately, […]
Just the other afternoon, John and I were headed out to run some errands and as we stepped outside onto the porch, this little green dude was sitting there waiting for us. Our new friend was almost three inches long, an inch high and I believe he lost his back […]