megan had a small dinner party tuesday night, and we were happy to be invited. it's always nice taking a break from bar & restaurant hopping to spend some quality time with friends at their homes. we got there just as the day was dusking, so i got a few pictures in of the table and shana & megan's awesome garden before our evening feast.
shana and hippo, say hi!
on a whim, we decided to take our bikes across the mississippi to ride around old algiers point.
nathan likes both whiskey and wine.
i've been on the natchez twice: once when i was 12 and once when i was old enough to drink a daiquiri on the deck.
mid-stay, we moved in to the lafitte guest house on bourbon street of all places. fortunately, it was on the esplanade side of bourbon, which means we weren't tormented at night by the sounds of drunken coed yacking and screaming.
i am always shocked by how much i devour at port of call. they bypass the whole side of french fries thing by serving up gaping baked potatoes heaped with sour cream, cheese, chives, and rocket red bacon bits. then you wash it all down with a monsoon the size of your head.
this cute little hut on magazine street sells the most eclectic assortment of snowball flavors such as wedding cake, which tastes just like betty crocker vanilla frosting straight from the can. even i thought it was too sweet.
we went back to d.b.a. on frenchman last night for more jazz and blurry pictures.
right before i left san francisco, i saw mardi gras: made in china, a documentary about the young chinese women who make mardi gras beads and get paid a penny per dozen. it probably wasn't the best film to get me hyped for the trip, but it did make me appreciate this light fixture at d.b.a. that is made from recycled beads.
when we're in new orleans, nathan needs his barbeque. this trip, we finally made it down to voodoo bbq on st. charles where we watched the street cars pass as we gorged on award winning ribs.
nathan was standing on the sidewalk in the quarter by hisself the other day when a horse-drawn carriage tour rolled up and the guide pointed out brad & angelina's house to accompanying tourists. he then turned towards nathan and said "and here's a brad pitt look-alike." nathan didn't seem to appreciate that in the retelling, but i say that being associated with one of the world's most esteemed male specimens is pretty good apples.
and here is the elusive neil whose tortoise wayfarers inspired this post. i really liked his whole outfit, but the glasses were definitely covet-worthy.
on sunday, britten took nathan and i to brunch at cafe degas in mid city. the place is cozy and has a dining room that opens on to the sidewalk, which was quite lovely with the weather being so humid. midway through our meal it started pouring down rain, but cleared up in time for us to leave.
bunchie and i shared the peanut butter pie. it was like a reese's pb cup, only ten times more decadent, we couldn't even finish it. i must find the recipe.
i've been training for new orleans for the past few weeks by drinking alcohol in public, preferably in parks. my mardi gras cups definitely help lend a sense of authenticity, no?
i missed mardi gras again this year and the only thing keeping me from plummeting in to a seething depression is knowing that i will be going to new orleans soon. soon my precious.
The approximately thirty-five uniform caps included in the exhibition illustrate the cap's role as a practical accessory and an extension of an airline's company image. Caps on display range from haute couture-inspired looks from the 1940s, and modern designs from the 1960s to retro-influenced styles from the 1980s and 1990s. Among the designers represented in the exhibition are Adolfo, Howard Greer, Oleg Cassini, Stan Herman, Eric Javits, Raymond Loewy, Jean Louis, Hanae Mori, Mary McFadden and Frank Olive.
if you take a stroll through the alley behind cafe du monde, you'll find a window into their kitchen. having made beignets at home several times (with the cafe du monde mix!) i was really jazzed to see how they work it. how cool is this rolling press?! they roll a lump of dough through the press on the left and then run the niched roller along the flattened dough to get a bunch of rectangles, then they fry 'em up in the vats in the background. within minutes, you're served the pillowy doughnuts mounded with powdered sugar. amen.
my fanback skirt finally arrived today from trashy diva. the print is called hurricane and was inspired by, yeah, katrina. i had to have it! fashionable lasses in new orleans insist upon local label trashy diva, and having tried on several hourglass flattering dresses, i can see why.
more! more! more! evening to night theme. l to r: silk georgette carrie dress in black $400, silk charmeuse obi dress dress in forest green $253, silk charmeuse pin up robe in forest green $115, silk obi blouse in black $125, silk hepburn robe in blue dots $138.
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