Spending time in New Orleans...

     I just got back from an amazing weekend in New Orleans with Big D for our 22nd wedding anniversary, and we had the best time!  I haven't been there in years.  I have been there exactly twice before, once with strollers and car seats in tow on the way back from a week in Florida to check out the city for a few hours...big mistake.  Bourbin Street is A...gross, and B...not so much made for a stroller, wee little toddler eyes, and C...one needs a drink whilst partaking in a New Orleans situation and strollers and car seats don't mix with that whole scene particularly well.  The second time was still with ninös in tow, yet we stuck to Magazine Street with all their fab antiques and amazing shops.  This time we spent time in this historic city walking the uneven streets that were never meant for strollers, or flip flops, which sadly I wore the whole weekend when I wasn't wearing wedges at night which complicated walking in this town even more!  The thing about New Orleans is that you have to embrace all its imperfections to see the beauty between the cracks.  Another thing...Bourbin Street is still gross, but the city is amazing!
The Architecture is beyond beautiful...

We stopped for lunch at a quaint little spot called Café Amelie...

With adorable chandeliers...


It's a beautiful space...
Loved their bathroom with the old paintings...

Then out for dinner at The Three Muses for the best music and the food was great too, we had lamb burgers, and Feta Fries, yummy!  The next day it was touring the city (we actually were stalking Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt's house, and I think we found it!)


A snack at the famous Cafe Du Monde...

Stopped for an afternoon drink at the Hotel Monteleone, which was incredibly swanky...
And did a little people watching...
Then time for an evening out for cocktails, dinner, and music.  We went the Roosevelt's 
Sazerak Bar which was a great place to start off the night...


Dinner at the fab Arnauds, oh and the dessert of bananas foster!







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