Going out for dinner or lunch is a fairly common occurrence--especially here in New York City.
But there is something incredibly luxurious about sitting down to a relaxed breakfast in a new city while on vacation.
You're well-rested from a night in a delicious hotel bed. The hunger is real and fresh. And you know that after the meal, a full day of adventure stretches ahead.
(Bonus points if it's a weekday and all the regular people are at work.)
And New Orleans? Oh, New Orleans knows how to do breakfast very, very well.
Stanley, a lovely casual spot located in the heart of the French Quarter on Jackson Square. Eugene found it online the previous night, and because the reviews were amazing and we both thought the name was funny, we decided to give it a shot.
(The restaurant is named after Stanley in the Tennessee Williams play, A Streetcar Named Desire; there is also a more upscale sister restaurant named Stella.)
Jackson Square is a bustle of activity, even early in the morning, and we had to push through a crowd of people tossing coins at a giant mechanical man just to get to the front door.
Fortunately, there was no need to worry.
Inside, Stanley is lovely and cool with high ceilings, tall windows, and white marble tables and counters.
And the menu?
Brandy Milk Punch pictured above, and then chose the Omelet Sandwich, which I swear is the best thing I ate all weekend.
Toasted, buttery multi-grain bread filled with eggs, melted American cheese, crispy bacon, ham, caramelized sweet onions, and a spicy Cajun mayo.
It was breakfast sandwich perfection, and I can't even express to you how badly I'm craving another.
(Please note the ham garnish. Take that, parsley!)
Laura's Candies, which billed itself as "New Orleans' Oldest Candy Store."
It's a layered chocolate bark made with caramel, chocolate, and pecans, and it took all I had to stop myself from buying a 2lb box of it to bring home.
Speaking of sugar...
that famous chicory coffee.
Had we not already eaten, I probably would have tried a dozen different things.
This, by the way, is Domenic. Thanks, YouTube!)
New Orleans Pharmacy Museum as I'm fascinated by old time-y pharmacies (tinctures! linaments!), but it was closed.
The sign on the left was on a window across from our hotel, The International House.
"Here's to the creative ones," is the hotel's motto, and they had large photographs and mixed media paintings of John Lennon, Steve Jobs, and Audrey Hepburn and others decorating their walls. They also host regular events honoring talented creatives. (Check out their Pinterest page).
Disclaimer: Eugene and I were invited to visit New Orleans as guests of The New Orleans Tourism Marketing Corporation #FollowYourNOLA campaign. Our travel, lodgings, and most of our meals were paid for, but all opinions and experiences are, of course, my own.
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