Eggnog over not so easy
So to support all things New Orleans and because we love eggnog, G and I went to the eggnog extravaganza and it was lame – the eggnog was served in little bitty tasting plastic cups and there was tons of eggnog desserts that people not trying to diet were chowing down on so we went to the Carousel bar and had martinis instead – but I’ve been having vertigo all day and sitting at the bar that went round and round at first was a little daunting – so after my cosmo and G’s martini we drove over to 13 which I had read about in the Gambit – to read about it would make you want to go – to go would make you want to leave – so we went to Brasserie Marigny instead – a place that ambiates no matter what the hour – and Rachel and her neighbor were there – case in point, long beautiful curly black hair, not red, on Rachel – and talked to her about how living in the Marigny is right now and she said it seems there has been a lull in the violence recently and that she too had heard come January there would be a big change but as she said and I agree – between now and then, what?
This Tales of the City thing is the second one I’ve been to and I have to say this about that – great idea and poor execution – what does it take for New Orleans not to rise to the one thing that it could do best – cocktails? – but like I said this particularly venue has grown tired and I don’t think I will patronize it again. 13 is best for 3AM eggs. And Brasserie Marigny is always a delight – Erin the bartender is wonderful and there are people you know all around.