Every girl, whether fresh out of college trying to navigate through a quarter-life crisis or an over-worked, exhausted mother and wife, knows the importance of a girls' weekend. It's a reality-check, a chance to put everything in perspective with some of the people who know you best. We might not be involved in each other's daily lives like we once were, but that doesn't seem to matter, we pick up right where we left off. There is a level of comfort between us, and the moment we're all back together the weight of the world disappears and laughter takes over.
This year only three members of our tribe of five could make it, and since we all happen to live on the Gulf Coast, we chose New Orleans. Horrible storms (remember those tornadoes that reeked havoc in MS and GA) delayed our start for the weekend, and we had to cancel our lunch reservation at Sylvain the Quarter. It was a bit of a bummer, but luckily we were safe and sound and old-favorite, Rum House, was a good substitute.
here, here, here), Traci and I both love to visit breweries and try new beers, and I've been a fan of NOLA since the beginning when they only had blonde and brown lagers to offer. The girls and I felt so carefree and spontaneous as well pulled into NOLA Brewing for a taste... just because we could. I still enjoy the Blonde Lager, but the 7th Street Wheat is my favorite.
I struggled with the menu, which I hate. I just didn't really see anything that grabbed me, but we started with the wood-fired oysters with chili garlic butter, and I really enjoyed them.
In addition to two large bags of to-go food from Mother's, I brought back a King Cake from Sucre. I loved the beautiful iridescent icing on top, and the kids were so excited (as you can see by the little photo-bomber).