More French Quarter interior views. Love to death the ceiling to floor windows, and you know there’s a balcony on the other side. I always just imagine having coffee, overlooking a courtyard in the mornings. This room was massive and belonged to the wife of The General. That green spread was the cape to her Mardi Gras gown (there’s a word I’m missing for that- sorry! Perhaps @kristinhebertveit knows 😬) and the story is that she left it at the cleaners and one day they realized they had it after the Mardi Gras for the Williams’ was over and they brought it back to them and now it lives in this room. Loving also the soft greens and pinks of this house, definitely feels older.
I don’t really like to do the photo galleries on here, so I’ll probably just pepper my feed from yesterday in the future. Went to The General’s old home, which is now a museum at 533 Royal. Very interesting. It’s mostly a little time capsule from how they lived around the 1950s. Not really old enough to be my style, but I still absolutely loved this office. The General collected old Mardi Gras invites, etc and so it was definitely interesting seeing how elaborate those got. He had quite the collection from the 1800s and beyond.
Photos of the inside of the Ogden because I thought it was absolutely stunning. Still can’t believe I’d never been in yet! The library is definitely my favorite park. All of the exposed woodwork in the dome and those gorgeous wood panels everywhere. Also had a GREAT time watching Bon Bon Vivant (i think was the name of the band!).
Was supposed to go to this thing over at the CAC last night and didn’t get there in time due to work, so I ended up going to my first ever Ogden After Hours and had a BLAST, reconnected with a friend, saw older couples dancing (is it lame that that makes me weepy?) and enjoyed the beautiful library upstairs and the art downstairs. Always have loved this row of colorful townhouses on the corner of Camp and St Joseph. Glad to see they’ve got it lit up and you can still see its beauty at night!
Ummm...is this a new album from P? Is this a new song? Where have I been? This song go sooooo hard!!! Lawdddd....perfect timing!! I needed to here this song today!! Yesss!! 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽🙌🏾🙌🏾💜 #504#nolimitsoldiers#nola#nolaforever#masterp
I found a lone potato in the cupboard and I decided to make dinner around it so it wouldn’t go to waste. I thought of the wonderful court-bouillon I had years ago at Cochon in New Orleans. One potato was enough for a New Orleans style court-bouillon with Cornish red mullet instead of the classic catfish. I don’t think potatoes are an ingredient in court-bouillon but I had the one potato to use. The red mullet was panfried with creole seasoning and then placed in the oven to crisp the skin since I am not particularly fond of fried fish skin smell lingering in the kitchen for days. The broth was made with fish stock, white wine, splash of amontillado, banana shallot, celery, red pepper, chili peppers, smoked paprika, tomato, bay leaves, parsley and thyme. We eat this with a side of jasmin rice pilaf.
‘We dance even if there’s no radio,
We drink at funerals.
We talk too much and laugh too hard and live too large and, frankly, we’re suspicious of others who don’t.’
From Bourbon street to the entire French Quarter, from the Voodoo Museum to the St. Louis Cemetery, from Cafe au lait to the Beignets,
New Orleans, you were amazing to us!
#nolaforever 💞 #gypsysoul
Love these rows of Creole townhouses that line the streets in the French Quarter. Did you know this used to be the downtown area before the CBD was downtown? The city scapes never ever get old in New Orleans and I love how each little area has it’s own identity.
Iiiii have a confession. I had never been to the Napoleon House before last night. Sure, I’ve walked by 1000 times, like I do many other places in the FQ, but I think I wasn’t convinced it was some tourist trap with crappy food, etc. anyway, my mind was blown at how gorgeous it is on the inside still. I was super lucky I ended up here, on this night, with my pals. One had memories of going upstairs as a child because he saw crazy stuff up there, paid our waiter to give us a tour (😹) and we got to see it. Apparently on the third floor, people still live up there. I’d be in the courtyard evvvery night, probably. So dreamy back there.
Note: not an accurate representation of me this weekend. I’ve been sick and actually skipped a run.
But Carnival season started today so yea! I’ve kicked my fever and have dragged myself to the couch finally. Also ate king cake. #goals#nolaforever#eatmorekingcake#takemoremeds
I made for the first time a New Orleans style King Cake and a Rosca de Reyes. The kids loved to make the colored sugar. The glaze for the King Cake was too runny but it was nice and tart because of the lemon juice I used. The Rosca has dried apricot and dates which looked beautiful before going in the oven but it’s now all semi burnt. Oh well. The kids thought it was awesome to have these today at home and that’s all that matters.
Duck gumbo happening tonight. We had the leftover duck from New Year’s Eve dinner that had to be used. The day started with the making of duck broth and that took hours. And then the roux! It’s been a long day but oh so rewarding in the end.
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Merci Kermitt Ruffins
these are the only kinda houses l got to see today. Sniffled my way through @prcnola ‘s Historic Home Specialist class because apparently l can’t learn enough about preserving our city and it’s architecture. Feeling pretty amped up about work and life and all things around houses lately. Isn’t life easier when your job doesn’t really feel like a job? Thankful for all of the changes that are going on currently in life. Anyone else feeling that way with the season change? l think l’d like to have a hand in preserving historic architecture for the rest of my life. l’m just getting started this year in learning about those processes, but I’ve never felt like anything else has been more important in my small life so far. We have to preserve what’s left of our old history! It’s important to be involved and be members of organizations such as the PRC and others, as they do a lot of the heavy lifting for our communities when it comes to preserving who we are.
are y’all tired of bar photos yet? Sorry that’s where I’ve been hanging this week, apparently. Had been in once and sort of forgotten about this place (sorry, I’m an uptown gal and this is so far..!) but for $5 delicious cocktails during happy hour and delicious fries, I’ll be back. I think I love any place that feels warm and bright. The lights around the bar just kinda spoke to me. Love the tiny collection of old bottles on the very very top of the bar, too. Oh, and plants. They have plants!
one more from last night because I woke up still thinking about the building. One of my favorite things is to see the Italianate style shaped windows from the inside. Just love the shape of them so much. Kinda romantic feeling to me, don’t know what it is. Brick + chandelier is one of my favorite combos too. Very feminine and rustic or something all I one.
legend has it this building was one of the last brothels in the city. Originally known as the Swoop-Duggins House, this bar is absolutely gorgeous. Hate (love) to tell you, but this is actually the bathroom hahah. I loved the wall and couldn’t resist. I have an affinity for when the bones show through. From the inside, this appears to be an Italianate style American townhouse (~1860s or so), located in the CBD/Warehouse District of the city..aka Faubourg Ste. Marie, the American sector of old New Orleans. It was absolutely stunning on the inside, chandeliers, wood floors, soaring ceilings.. you name it. Not short on charm at all.