My sister-in-law, Aubrey, and I both LOVE to travel. Our husbands, not so much. So, we thought we'd try traveling together. We spent Saturday-Monday and visited New Orleans and it was a blast. I loved the culture, history and especially the cuisine. We most definitely ate our way through the city.
I'd never been to New Orleans before and only had heresay knowledge of the culture, but we were quickly introduced. For example, I knew that being in the street with open (alcohol) container container was legal, but didn't realize it was expected.
After that, we had a scrumptious meal of handmade pork products at a restaurant named, Cochon ("pig" in French). Mmm. Love the piggy. Extra decadent.
Sunday morning, I saw more of the elegant "decay" while running along the edge of the Mississippi river, past the French Quarter and into the old black settlement of Treme, also beautiful in a slightly derelict way. The shattered sidewalks and root-strew esplanade were especially treacherous, my skinned elbow can testify. C'est la vie.
Then we took the St. Charles Streetcar through the Garden District to have a lovely brunch in a garden cafe, Dante's Kitchen, in Uptown.
Sunday afternoon, we cooked. After a not-so-brief history of the city, the New Orleans School of Cooking taught us how to make fish meuniere, pralines, and gumbo, using lard to make the roux, "not peanut-butter colored, but darker" and "just keep stirring, until it's just right."
Stuffed, but not yet satisfied, we walked through the Quarter into Faubourg Marigney, to Frenchmen's street and a relaxed jazz club. Very enjoyable.
And to wrap up the evening, we stopped by Cafe du Monde. Very nice. But the beignets at Cafe Beignet are better. We braved a rainy cold Monday morning to compare and sample some Chicory coffee. Both delicious, but we were ready to get home. We'll be back, though. So much more to eat!