What happens when the local anarchist buys a minivan?
We’ve written before about Green Goddess, the extremely eclectic French Quarter restaurant located just across Exchange Alley from the staid Pelican Club, a juxtaposition much like a parked hippie-filled VW Microbus on Audubon Place. Chris Debarr’s intimate love child has been on the short list of most unusual NOLA dining options since its opening, an exuberant not-for-everyone grab bag of ingredients many of which you’ve not only never considered combining, but in many cases didn’t even know existed.
Well the enfant terrible of the French Quarter has grown up and gone all mainstream.
Six weeks ago, DeBarr opened Serendipity in the American Can building on Orleans Avenue, eschewing the legendarily cramped dining area and kitchen of The Goddess for some decidedly more spacious and upscale digs, complete with parking. We had a first look last night. Continue reading
CC image courtesy of Dinner Series on Flickr
We love to eat!
Yes, Steve and I do, but I am not talking about us specifically, but rather New Orleans as a whole. It is the only place I know where people sit around a dinner table and the topic of conversation is inevitably what they will be eating at their next meal. Definitely one of my favorite aspects of being NOLA-Bred. Indulgent- Absolutely!
Last Tuesday evening we were dining at Dan Esses’ Three Muses Supper Club and enjoying conversation with new friends of ours who we met at that same venue three months prior. Within minutes of our first meeting, the conversation turned to food. Over our once-monthly courtship, we have managed to cover a lot of ground: best dishes, best restaurants, great breakfast, best dive places, best neighborhood restaurants, under radar, new in 2011 , etc. The list goes on and on. Our dining companions and ourselves don’t always agree. Hell, He Said and I often don’t agree, and I think that makes conversation all the more interesting. If there is one thing New Orleanians are passionate about it is food. If you don’t believe me, ask any local who makes the best red beans and rice. I always welcome the opportunity for someone to open my eyes to a different approach and more importantly something I have yet to experience. Continue reading
I’ll have whatever he’s having. Actually, this almost never happens. People in New Orleans are serious about their libations and I think it’s high time we address where and how we enjoy ours.
With that in mind I’ve asked Steve some very serious philosophical questions and have documented his responses below.
Who’s shaking your juice: mixologist or bartender?
Bartender. The Robert Graham shirt wearing part of me loves the fancy pants infused everything, but I hate to wait for anything, so set ‘em up and knock ‘em down, bartender.
- My 2 cents: Lord how I know. Continue reading
I’ve had the fortunate opportunity to partake in a whole slew of adventures over the past 9 months and it would be impossible to include them all in this blog based upon my recent slacking tendencies. Instead, I’ve decided that maybe it would suffice to highlight those experiences/things that stood out.
In true rant fashion, there is no rhyme or reason to the order of my list. If I offend anyone with the below opinions, well, I do have a very finite take- just ask my husband. By the way, this does not necessarily reflect his perspective either. I’m just sayin’.
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