Today’s agenda had one item on the list: shopping. I wanted to hit a few of the groovy vintage and consignment shops in the Garden District to find a few fun pieces to add to my closet. The game plan was to visit Funky Monkey and Buffalo Exchange before grabbing lunch at Whole Foods and grabbing something healthy for dinner.
We had success at both shops, but I put back a few things that I wish I’d grabbed (there’s always tomorrow to go back, though!). I just had problems buying dresses that I’d have to put in the sewing machine before I could wear them. However, my mom is quite the seamstress so I should probably take advantage of that while I can!
I felt a little bad for this, but I put lunch off for a while because I wanted Holland to be good and hungry. I’m on a mission to get her off the chicken nugget train as quickly as possible. We were going to eat at the deli at Whole Foods, because it’s practically a restaurant in itself, but on the way there I spotted a little place called Ignatius, after Ignatius J. Reilly, the main character in A Confederacy of Dunces, one of the best novels starring NOLA ever written. Luckily, we found a close parking spot and there was an open table right up front!
I ordered the roast beef po-boy, continuing on my quest to have the best ones in the city before we leave, and I ordered red beans and rice for Holland. The waitress brought a brown paper bag with some slices of french bread, and Holland ate almost the whole bag before our food even showed up. She turned her attention to lunch, though, when it was brought to the table. Our server was kind enough to put the beans in one bowl and the rice in another because I told her that Petite Rouge is a little finicky. Holland ate every grain of rice with enthusiasm, and my po-boy was nothing short of spectacular. The roast beef was falling apart, juicy, and served on chewy, crusty Leidenheimer french bread. Amazing. It wasn’t the messiest, but the flavor more than made up for it.
We still had to fetch food for dinner, so we drove up to Whole Foods and parked, but before shopping, we took a walk back down Magazine because Holland wanted some “coffee milk” (that’s my girl!) and I saw a coffee shop called Fuel that looked promising. We walked the nine blocks and stopped to take some pictures of a few really cool Garden District homes along the way. Sadly, though, the shop was closed. It wasn’t a wasted trip, though, because it was a nice walk after a good meal and I got some nifty shots! We walked back up toward the store and stopped at PJ’s instead, which is still a tasty treat. A Southern Pecan iced mocha, chocolate milk, and a couple of cookies later, and we were off again! Groceries were found, we hopped in the truck, and came home in time for Holland to have a lovely evening nap.
Tomorrow we’re bringing Oma to Hansen’s for another round of snowballs!