Thanks to our reservations, we were seated straight away and it was John who noticed the little plaque on the window sill stating that we were sitting at “Uncle Hank’s Table.” As we discovered it, an older gentleman at the next table said “Yeah, and did you know they say […]
Pho at Boucherie?
We’re barely into 2012 and I am already lagging on posts, but I promise I won’t make it a habit! I don’t usually make resolutions as it only provides me the opportunity to break them, but I intend on making a sincere effort to post more this year. That being […]
A Coquette-ish Christmas
So it wasn’t actually Christmas, it was the eve before Christmas Eve…er…actually…it was the afternoon before Christmas Eve. It was the 23rd of December, okay? Anyhow, John and I decided we were way past due for a visit to the fairly-new restaurant, Coquette, on the corner of Washington and Magazine. […]
Where? 3001 Tulane Avenue…Pizzicare
The Metry-Lady driving the cab screwed up her face and said “Where?” forcing me to tell her, for the second time, that we wanted to go to 3001 Tulane Avenue. She shook her head and turned back towards the steering wheel. “It’s a pizza joint on Tulane Avenue?” “Yep.” “Do […]
House of the week: Creole cottage on Dauphine Street
Living in the French Quarter was a dream I had when I first headed down to New Orleans. The historic aspect of this town was a huge attraction to me after all and the Vieux Carre IS history. You won’t find an older neighborhood anywhere else in the United States. […]
When atmosphere trumps food: Ralph’s on the Park
It was one of those “wild hair” moments when John and I woke up Sunday morning hungry and decided to go have brunch at Ralph’s on the Park. I’d frequently visited their website and driven past the restaurant, admired it’s gorgeous location and fantasized about a romantic springtime lunch on […]
Hissy fit at Crabby Jacks
Though I don’t regret the evening of debauchery at the Hookah Bar, I did miss out on the Po-Boy Fest which left me with a hankering…and not for a hunk ‘o’ cheese. Well, maybe a couple of slices of Swiss on a fried oyster and bacon? Yeah, I wanted a […]
When crawling out your front door isn’t even an option
On Saturday, I was invited to a sort of “un-birthday” party where my friends Casey and Brandon blew a $850 gift certificate at the Hookah Cafe on Decatur Street on all of their friends. While the evening started out civilized, some Grey Goose martini’s, shots of Patron and vodka cranberries […]
La Macarena Pupuseria & Latin Cafe: Way better than a 90’s dance fad
John and I actually went out to eat at two different restaurants this past weekend, but since the first experience was a real disappointment, I thought it would be nice to write about a good experience instead. After all, the bad ones are such downers…aren’t they? So, in an effort […]
Craving Cowbell
Call it an urge, itch, ache or yen, but I had a serious craving for Cowbell. As any woman can tell you, it’s best not to ignore these inner lusts too often or chaos will likely ensue and cause unnecessary events like incurable bouts of crying, flying breakables or the […]
Café Degas left an impression
In case you weren’t aware, there is a gorgeous, yet quaint B&B on Esplanade Avenue called the Degas House. Apparently, back in 1872, the famous Impressionist painter Edgar Degas spent almost half a year in this very house visiting his American side of the family. Just a few blocks away […]
An afternoon tryst at Lüke
I met someone and I think I’m in love. He’s sweet, accommodating, relaxed yet stylish and extremely tasty as I was fortunate enough to discover last Friday afternoon. My friend Anne was there, too and we both enjoyed what he had to offer . . . I’m pretty sure anyone […]