Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
“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 […]
It was love at first sniff for Chiquita and Cosmo, two Applehead Chihuahuas whose owners are none other than local social celebrities Margarita Bergen and Cheryl Lemoine. It was only natural that the two tie the knot…or the leash, as the case may be, and their nuptial celebration took place […]
Inching ever forward in my “crawfish boil” quest, I met with Anne Baker several days ago to enjoy a few beers and get the “dirt” on the woman who has her hands in the soil of the city. You see, Anne is quite possibly the foremost local authority on sustainable/organic […]
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 […]
Before you get your hopes up, I didn’t win the lottery. Apparently my horoscope was wrong! Who knew? Well, I suppose I should have known because I usually never win anything. But this time, this rare and special time, I did win something! I won a Whole Foods Gift Bag […]
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 […]