i am absolutely in love with these new textile designs from heather ross's collection far far away. my favorite is the princess and the pea. also pictured: t. the frog prince and b. unicorn meadow.
if i am ever able to spend some time crafting around the house just for fun, i think the princess & the pea will have to be incorporated in to a rings quilt. we just got a pillowy white comforter that is in need of a duvet cover... too girly?
i generally try to keep it lite here at pms, but geez, we had some not so great stuff happen this week and i am feeling a little beat.
boy, we've been pretty busy since we got back from new orleans. i'm still backlogged with more wonderful photos from the big sticky in addition to more recent snaps.
it was nathan's birthday last week, but i didn't get a chance to bake him anything until sunday. here is a batch of guinness chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting waiting for daddy to come home. i finagled the recipe from nigella's domestic goddess baking compendium, which is a masterpiece.
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.
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