What seems like forever ago (it’s been two weeks), I saw this sort of desert island survival needs post from Steph and I thought that it was different and I should try to narrow my picks down to one. Maybe two. You know what, let’s just see where this goes. I think it goes without saying the main thing I’d need is a way off the island. I hate most social interaction just as much as the next guy, but eventually, I’d need to shower and not have to worry about a monsoon wiping my little hut right off the island. i’m really not made for this, huh?
sidenote: since they’re asking what movie/tv i’d choose, i’m going to assume there’s a small hut with electricity (and plumbing, air conditioning and refrigeration.)
Food – don’t do this to me straight out of the gate. how can I choose between bagels, greasy Chinese and my mom’s eggplant parmigiana? Also, grilled chicken caesar pizza, regular pizza, fries, restaurant specific delicacies? Now I’m stressed. And hungry.
Snack – cheese and crackers? grapes? watermelon? cereal? i’ve thought about this answer for about 10 minutes. whyyyy?
Drink – Diet Coke with ice and lemon, hands down. but also, lemonade, iced tea, and iced coffee.
Clothes – it’s a desert island, does it really matter? i’ll go with shorts, tee shirts, and unlimited underwear because i have a thing about underwear.
Accessory – sunglasses
Beauty product – moisturizer, assuming there’s some sort of plant i could easily make into soap.
Luxury item – a bed with a mosquito net.
Books – i’ll just bring my kindle and internet/amazon access.
Music – spotify, please. although, i could never go wrong with boy bands, 90’s/early 2000’s music.
Friday marked a week since I got home from New Orleans. I had every intention of getting this post up even before then, but life happened, as it tends to do. Anyway, here I am with a NOLA recap.
I was going to break this down day by day, but then I thought against it. When I was searching for places to go, things to do, where to eat, etc. I looked for travel blogs, regular blogs of people who go places, blogs of New Orleans – anything. I couldn’t find much of what I was looking for so I’m going to provide that service for the internet. you’re welcome.
We left for New Orleans on May 3rd. It was a week after Jazz fest and after the torrential downpours that they had that whole week. I was ready for heat and extreme humidity. The first day was humid. The rest of the days were absolutely gorgeous. The sun was hot, but the humidity, by the grace of God, was low. Like, 35% low.
WHERE WE STAYED
We stayed at the Maison Dupuy. Personally, I’d give it a 4 out of 5 stars. It was beautiful. The rooms were nice, but nothing to write home about, unless you are able to score one with a balcony. Because, fresh air.
My biggest complaint about the hotel was that it was a little bit too far off the beaten trail. It was about 3 blocks from Bourbon Street, which isn’t terrible, but it’s about 7-10 blocks from the heart of the Quarter. With the uneven streets and having to sidestep homeless people, it’s a trek. However, the beds were super comfy, the pool was relaxing and the croissants were delish.
WHERE WE ATE
Other than the photo opportunities, I was most excited to experience the food. I was a little nervous about the spice, because, no thank you. My taste buds were delightfully surprised that they had nothing to worry about.
Cafe du Monde – beignets and frozen coffee FOR. THE. WIN. This was our first stop in the French Quarter and it didn’t disappoint. It’s a survival of the fittest seating system so the trick it to just take any empty table you find. The waiters and waitresses will clean it off while you wait. You can buy the famous chicory coffee and beignet mix at du Monde or you can get it in one of the two Cafe du Monde gift shops. The coffee also comes in K-cups. So there’s really no reason to not go home with some.
Jackson Brewery – We had lunch here. DEEE-lish. I had seafood and corn chowder in a bread bowl. WIN. Everyone else had burgers and they all raved about them. We also shared brisket and cheese fries. Holy shit. I could have dove in and did the backstroke through that pool of cheesy meaty potatoey goodness for the rest of the trip. Or for the rest of my life. Either or.
The sports bar across the street from Jackson Brewery – I don’t remember the name of this place, obvs, but we had lunch here on day 1 and it was pretty good. I recommend the fried pickles and the quesadilla.
Tujages – Housed in either the second oldest or THE oldest buildings in the French Quarter, Tujages (pronounced: two jacks) came highly recommended and it didn’t disappoint. I had the BBQ shrimp. They were served not shelled. Eating something that looked up at me was a little unnerving, but I got over that quick because they were really good. i’m a monster.
Emeril’s Delmonico – If you follow me on Instagram, you saw that I felt 100% out of my league here. Delmonico’s is one of those high-class restaurants that your team of waiters ask you if you prefer bottled water or if tap is OK. tap is wonderful, THANK YOU. I fell in love with the ambiance at this place. The building is old and renovated but it kept its charm. The waiters were great. Very professional and Southern. Lots of “yes, mam’s and sir’s” flying around. I got the 4 out of 5 of us got the steak. My cousin got chicken. We were all very pleased. Then we shared sides. French fries with lemon aioli (yes), mac and cheese (yes), Brussel sprouts, (YES), collard greens (yes) and mashed potatoes (I went with the fries but I heard they were a yes). I was dying for a lemonade (#bey), but sometimes lemonade is tricky. I took the chance and ordered one and it was perfect. For dessert, we got the from the oven chocolate chip cookies with vanilla milk. I still have dreams about them. The cookies even had a little bit of salt sprinkled on top… #nextlevel.
The Napoleon House – Another lunch spot. Supposedly, Napoleon built this building for when he was in the area, except he never made it back because he was exiled. Or something. We came to the Napoleon House in search of muffalettas. Well, that’s why I was there. They serve them warm which I think, even though I didn’t try it cold, is the best way to eat it. It is a monster of a sandwich, filled with every Italian meat you could dream of, cheese and olives. I was a little turned off because I’m not the biggest green olive lover, but this version wasn’t overrun with them. I’ve been thinking of the muffaletta since I got home. I’m determined to find a substitute. Maybe I shouldn’t mention this, but after we were finished eating and getting ready to pay the bill, my aunt noticed a mouse scurrying around under the table The waitress explained that since everything is open and the building is old, this is a common occurrence. I get it, but still.. ehh. Doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t go back for anotha ‘letta.
*i did not tackle this beast by myself. i shared it with my cousin’s friend. but, if we’re being honest, i would try to in a heartbeat.
Bistreaux– This was the restaurant connected to our hotel. We only had a quick breakfast there before running off to do fun things. We passed at lunchtime, though and the burgers looked really good. Like I said, the croissant was delicious. I also recommend the breakfast sandwich, served on, you guessed it – a croissant. The side of potatoes were a little too spicy for my morning meal, so, pass. They offered iced coffee, which makes me so happy.
Court of the Two Sisters – First and foremost, it is beautiful. We were so lucky with the weather this trip and were able to sit outside. My mom, my aunt and I came for breakfast on our last day here. I love a good buffet and this was a good buffet. We got there at that awkward brunch time where there’s still breakfast out but they want to switch it over to all lunch. I was able to get an Eggs Benedict for breakfast that I enjoyed. The highlight of the meal was the scoop of creamed spinach I took. I’m going to need that recipe.
I’ve changed my mind about not breaking this into two posts. The next one will be about what we did, what I wish I got to do and overall experience. That one will also have the bulk of the pictures. Just like Christmas, it’s coming.
Happy Monday! I don’t know about you but I’m ready to start a new week!
Oh, it’s Tuesday already? Great. Slacked again.
Anyway, I had a full weekend and didn’t want the opportunity to tell you all about it to pass. Sounds like fun, right?
that’s the spirit!
Friday – I was up at the ass crack of dawn because I had to be at work for 6:45am. I don’t usually work on Fridays so this was a double shock to the system. After work, I went home, freshened up and went to meet my cousins in Queens for happy hour in the city to celebrate my cousin Desiree’s birthday. After almost falling between the train and the platform, and pushing the train doors open like I was coming back through the birth canal, we had made it to the bar. #success.
My cousin Jillian recently got engaged and since we were all going to be together, she took the opportunity to ask us to be a part of her bridal party. We said we’d think about it and get back to her in plenty of time.
A little while and a stop for the “greatest popcorn in New York*” later, we were back on the train and headed home. I don’t even think Dorothy, Sophia, Blanche and Rose thanked me for being a friend before I was out like a light. *Garretts – and it really was yummy. i don’t even like caramel corn, but i would have bought a whole bag of this one.
Saturday – I had lots of little things to do. I bought two dresses from Target online that were just not going to work for me so I had to take them back. To Target. On a Saturday. This, my friends, is what Hell must be like.
I, of course, can’t just make the return and get out of there. Noooo. I have to go to the dollar section/Spot’s Playground and see if I could get some Easter goodies. It was an absolute mess. Eventually, I had to just give up. I got online to pay for my lipgloss, nail polish and bottle of body wash. Twenty minutes after I got on the line, I was finally walking out of the store. sheer torture.
After escaping that mess, back to Queens I went to have dinner with my mom, my aunt, uncle, and cousin. We ended up at a Kosher deli for some pastrami on rye, matzo ball soup and onion rings. Coincidentally, this must be what they serve in heaven, among other things like, cheese fries. I only have a picture of the soup because 1) I basically inhaled half of the sandwich and 2) I’m lazy.
And now I’m hungry.
Sunday – I braved the Parkway* one last time and went back to Queens to work on something that I’ll talk about later with my cousin. What I will talk about is that we ate dinner at Bareburger and holy cow (ba dum bum) was it good. I had a burger with fries and onion rings RIGHT THERE ON THE BURGER. We also shared sweet potato fries and more onion rings. I also tried a little bit of the Hot Honey shake, which is vanilla ice cream blended with honey that’s infused with chile peppers. It’s delicious until it kicks you in the throat and even then it’s still delicious. Again, I didn’t get a picture of my full meal because of inhalation and laziness. The best part about all of this is that Bareburger is all organic and grass fed and good for you, which obviously means it has no calories. in a perfect world.
And now I’m really hungry.
I don’t know about you, but I consider any weekend where I consume onion rings twice in two days a good one.
Then we met a former show dog named Bo. He was an English Springer Spaniel. He was so cute; a perfect Disney dog. We started talking to the owner and he told us that he was a combat photographer, which I thought meant military/war zone pictures, but it turns out that he meant red carpet/ celebrities. I was thisclose to asking him if he’s ever met Harry Styles, but I played it cool because I’m trying to, at least, pretend that I’m an adult. I don’t necessarily agree with/like paparazzi because sometimes they do more harm than good (*cough* princess diana *cough*), but I was totally intrigued. It had started to rain so we parted ways before I made a total fool of myself, thankfully. *to all my friends in the Brooklyn, Queens, Long Island area – is the construction on the Belt getting ridiculous, or is it just me? paint lines on the road, amirite?
I came home and watched some Youtube videos until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore so, like, 11:30.