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Hungry in NOLA

It’s a pretty known fact that I’m always thinking about where my next meal is coming from, so I was in charge of feeding this wild bunch. The first night, I decided we should wing it since we were all flying in from various places, and who knew what we would feel like. We ended up at The Franklin, an awesome little gastropub that just opened in the very up and coming neighborhood of Marigny. I’ll be honest—we were a tiny bit scared, and wondered where the “up” part of that statement was, as it seemed nothing short of shady (as NOLA can definitely be).  But, the place itself had a really cool vibe and really delicious food, of which I took zero photos because we were too busy catching up to be bothered. I highly recommend for a casual night out and great food.

Sylvain CandC
The next night, I had made reservations at Sylvain, which popped up all over my restaurant research as one of the best in town. It’s located right in the French Quarter and is such a cozy, romantic little spot with killer cocktails (see below) and an elevated take on Southern classics.



Three Lavender Champagne Cocktails, please!


Champagne and Fries

Champagne & Fries!? What a perfect dish!


But, I was much too hungry for that. Instead, I went for the Gulf Shrimp & Hominy with pork belly and butter beans. It was so much more manageable than the very rich and creamy shrimp and grits usually served in the south. Loved it!

Spotted Cat

After dinner, we went in search of a little jazz and stumbled upon The Spotted Cat, where we sipped vodka tonics to an amazing rendition of the Georgia Grind. We fell into bed well past the witching hour, ready to do it all again the next night!

Doris Sign

Out of all we planned, I was most excited for dinner Saturday night. My friend Jennifer, having just returned from New Orleans, sent an encrypted text the week before my trip—’Call Doris, Ask for Buck.’ So, I did just that. Buck happened to be the sommelier at the very hot Doris Metropolitan, and though they were slammed that night, he made sure we had a great table.

Doris Bar

We loved the ambiance…a well-designed, sophisticated kind of joint.

Inside Doris
It was also booming, though thankfully not too loud (pet peeve).

Wine wall

99 bottles of wine on the wall…


Such a detailed & scrumptious touch—warm bread it its own little logoed pouch.


I’ve become a huge fan of Mediterranean food, largely from my discovery of chef Ottolenghi—you know my obsession. Do yourself a favor and buy his cookbook Plenty. But, I digress. Doris Metropolitan first opened in Israel and many of the appetizers have a big Mediterranean influence. The Artichoke Flower Salad with housemade tzatziki, sun-dried tomatoes & black garlic was our favorite, along with the Baladi Eggplant with tahini paste, tomato concasse & pine nuts. The dishes here are bursting with flavor and take you on a journey to a faraway land.

For the pièce de résistance, the steaks, the STEAKS! Christine & I ordered the “Classified Cut,” meaning the cut is the chef’s secret, but whatever it was, and wherever it came from, we all agreed, they were the best steaks of our lives. I never expected to go to New Orleans for the steak, but honestly, I’d fly back just to have this meal again. And so should you.

Just tell Buck I sent ya.

Molly and Christi

New Orleans in Color!

I just got back from a very girlie trip to New Orleans with two of my besties from way back in the day. You may remember our little jaunt to Napa a while ago, and we were much overdue for a few days of the most delicious debauchery.

The first morning, we woke up to a very gray and rainy day, so we had no choice but to spend three hours catching up over breakfast at our hotel (the Windsor Court if you must know), downing about ten cups of coffee and laughing until our cheeks hurt. These two are absolute medicine for my soul and honestly we could have been anywhere and had just as much fun.

Once the rain had slowed to a manageable drizzle, we took ourselves on a little walking tour through the French Quarter and as you can see, the entire city is a giant rainbow of color, painting every door and shutter in the most vibrant of shades. I took some photos so you could come along for the ride, but I promise more on the food (the FOOD!) a little later…

Molly & Christine

masks 2


purple and yellow

peach and purple



green 2


yellow and blue

blue shutters 2


musicians and art

black and white

International Hotel House

A Night in Nola (Guest Blogger)

You guys have met Nicole before, but wanted to give you a little background. She and I met back at our old pr haunts of PMK, climbing the corporate ladder or at least…hanging on for dear life. Nicole went to Duke and though I can’t say I’m a Blue Devils fan (Sorry Nic), she lived in NC for 4 years, which has to count for something. She now spends her nights on red carpets and days behind a desk at NBC Universal, making sure the world knows what films are hitting the big screen.


On a recent trip to visit one of my best girlfriends in Tampa, Florida, I decided to kick off my weekend with a 12-hour layover in New Orleans. Not knowing where to stay, a search on my company’s travel site revealed International House Hotel, a luxury boutique hotel located in NOLA’s Central Business District. For those of you not traveling solo, or craving a more adventurous (perhaps debaucherous) nightlife, the French Quarter is a short walk from the hotel.

Offering more character than a typical chain hotel, I was immediately enchanted (and slightly relieved) with the low lighting and fresh-scented candles that were carefully placed in the lobby, and the beautiful tile mosaic in the elevators. My first thought was that the hotel reminded me of Westwood’s W Hotel, (but not as loud!). My room was a good size for the amazing rate I was able to snag, and I loved the simple yet comfy décor. The plush bed pillows were a major plus! The small snack menu featured juices and nuts from Whole Foods, which were available for pick-up in the lobby. The hotel doesn’t have room service, but why eat at your hotel when you’re visiting a city with some of the best food in the country?

I’d arrived late afternoon on a Thursday and had a 6:00AM flight the next day, so I opted out of a trip down to Bourbon Street (this 32-year-old can’t pull all-nighters anymore!). Instead, a friend and I grabbed a drink at the hotel’s Loa Bar before walking a few short blocks to dinner.

Connected to International House’s lobby, Loa Bar is strewn with comfy, yet upscale furniture and a bar covered with various tchotchkes and fresh herbs, giving the décor an antique market vibe. The cocktail menu’s first three pages list Loa’s signature drinks. After having briefly explored the amazing architecture of the buildings neighboring the hotel in muggy, 90-degree heat, I opted for the Moscato and Aperol signature drink…what I dubbed an “Adult Slushy.” The cocktail was poured over citrus slices, muddled tarragon and crushed ice. If you can believe it, this was the “small” size and only cost $9.00! Despite a brain freeze, it was the perfect beat-the-heat, pre-dinner drink.

For dinner, we decided on Bon Ton Café, a local dining experience with tight seats and tables bustling with conversation and a great seafood selection. My friend, who is a local, told me to “Go big, or go home,” and said that if I really wanted a Cajun food experience, I had to try to crawfish étouffée and the bread pudding with whiskey sauce. I tried both, and after a few glasses of wine and too much warm, delicious, still-dreaming-about-it bread pudding, I was grateful for the sobering walk back to my hotel.

International Hotel House. 221 Camp Street. New Orleans, LA. 70130. 504-553-9550