Last Saturday night I went overboard. And, no, I don’t mean that I literally fell over the side of a boat and into a large body of water… or did I? Truth is, I did fall head first into lots of liquids, just none of them water. You see, at first there was just rum, but then there was wine, French 75s, whiskey (on the rocks… so there’s some water I guess), and, finally, beer. Yep, I am no light-weight, people. But seriously, don’t try this at home.
So who’s to blame for my bad behavior? Why, just my new best friend Three Muses on Frenchman Street. Sadly, I hadn’t been to Three Muses until last Saturday night, where we we camped out to celebrate a friend’s 30th birthday. Just upon walking in I knew I liked the place–there was live music playing and plenty of people joyously eating, drinking, and dancing. The good times were so contagious, in fact, that we stayed for close to four hours.
In those four hours I may have done some serious drinking, but I also did some serious eating. Well, not too serious. The birthday girl’s hubby ordered an appetizer plate for the table, which consisted of edamame beans seasoned with sesame oil and star anise, rosemary and cayenne roasted cashews, fried pickles, and assorted marinated olives. Everything was good, but the edamame was especially addictive. In addition, I ordered the Duck Confit Pizza ($10) that came topped with taleggio cheese, caramelized onions, a pear-arugula-fennel salad, and a truffled vinaigrette. Can I just say that this pizza was amazing? Even in my state of mind at the time, this pizza was unmistakably delicious. Crisp, peppery greens, sweet pear, fatty confit, savory cheese–what’s not to love? The size of the pizza was substantial enough for one person and I was even feeling generous enough to share a few bites with the birthday girl (don’t say I never gave you nuthin’!).
Followed by a trip to Pat O’Briens and then Cafe du Monde for some midnight beignets, my first Three Muses outing made for one of the most hilarious, fun, and ridiculous evenings I’ve had in a long time. And while you can certainly “blame it on the a a a a a alcohol”, I think it had more to do with inspiration and less to do with intoxication. A state of euphoria seems to be a common side-effect of a proper New Orleans night on the town and this evening was just that. I can’t say that I’m ready to do it all over again soon, but one thing’s for sure–if the idea behind Three Muses is to use music, food, and cocktails as a source of inspiration, then we need look no further.
*Since this post is more about my evening of debauchery than it is a thorough account of what Three Muses has to offer, you can read a much better review here.