Bleeblahblah, LaMeMe ( Beausoleil and Latte e Miele) and Conserving the Gluttony



Yay to us for actually doing something that we said we were going to! This bucket list thing rocks!

This weekend, KSkye and I checked off not one, but TWO items on our Bucket List. Shockingly they were both food related.

The first check came from a scrumptious dinner at Beausoleil with the “in-laws,” followed by some equally scrumptious gelatto from Latte e Miele that was conveniently located right next door.

**Neither of us are food critics ( I just started eating non-white food last year) so forgive me if this and subsequent food posts aren’t the most eloquent pieces of blog-erature you have ever read. Here is goes.**

Let me start by saying that in my mind the quality of a restaurant increases exponentially if there is bread provided for the table. My opinion of the restaurant continues to increase the more times the wait staff refills our bread basket, and it will increase even more if I don’t have to ask for said basket to be refilled. And don’t you worry, I will ask.

Given this information, one can assume that I was pretty stoked when we were welcomed to Beausoleil with 2 baskets of fried pork fat ( lol conserving the gluttony).

With visions of craklins dancing through our heads, we continued our meal with an order of shrimp and grits for the table to share. For me, the consistency of grits is a hard thing to get just right, but these were spot on. Plus with the hint of chorizo and chili butter (drool) , this appetizer was tres delicious.

At this point in the meal Mr. Brian was also chowing on some insane-looking- cheese-encrusted French Onion soup that I was eyeing. I’m definitely going to have to try that next time.

Next up was the main course. For this I ordered the pan roasted chicken breast with prosciutto wrapped asparagus and a citrus beurre blanc. Who am I ? Kyra ordered the grilled pork chop with caramelized cauliflower and Creole mustard glaze. It was massive.

Both meals were quite delicious and the atmosphere in the small, bustling restaurant was enjoyable. It was great to catch up with the Jones and talk about our future (jobs), past ( and our present (LSU football).

Our only regret was that we went to the restaurant the night before we had our weight circuit (really difficult training) and were conscious of this while ordering. If I had left the ordering up to my taste buds alone I probably would have gotten boudin, the mac and cheese with mushroom gravy, one of their rich fish dishes, or any of the fried foods being traipsed in front of my face all evening long. I am also very interested in trying their brunch menu, specifically for their chicken and waffles.

But, sacrifices are part of the game. And now we have even more incentive to go back one day and totally glutton it up!

To compensate for our lack of total gluttony we compromised with some gelatto for dessert at Latte e Miele.

I am so happy this eatery moved “into the city” and expanded their menu. Their new space is so chic and modern you will forget you’re on the middle of Jefferson Highway. Plus their gelatto is so so delicious. It was a great way to finish up a great night… and no one threw up during circuit. Yay!


I’m sufficiently hungry now, so that’s all I’m going to say. Thanks everyone for the support of our bucket list adventure over the past few weeks! It has been really cool to hear from y’all. If you have any comments please post below!

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Bucket List


Hey y’all!

If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t posted in a while, and I apologize for that.  I took a brief hiatus while school, swimming, and rush (gag me) got underway and now I am back with a vengeance, equipped with a new and I think rather exciting idea for the direction I want this blog go in.

If you are just joining me, so far this blog has been pretty much about random things that interest me or that I have done.

This summer, having lived in Houston for a bit and going on a few vacations, I had the luxury and time to experience lots of cool, new, and interesting things.

Now I am back to the grind in the good ole’ Baton Rouge for my senior year (WHAT?!).

Having lived in Baton Rouge my entire life I have become pretty accustomed to hearing phrases like “BR is seaux boring,” or “The only thing here is football.”

Now I’m not going to lie, I have probably said those exact words myself at one point in my life. I’m not going to pretend that Baton Rouge is anything like Chicago or Houston. But having observed my surroundings a little more closely these past few months I have realized that there are actually a lot of things to do down here in South Louisiana, a lot of Baton Rouge staples that I haven’t gotten around to seeing/eating/experiencing in my 21 years. There are also plenty of things I have done here that I would like to do again before I graduate and potentially leave Baton Rouge for a while.

So… I have decided that I am going to get up off the couch and see what’s out there.

 I created a bucket list with my BFF, roommate,  and fellow senior Kyra Jones.  We want to use this list to ensure that we get the most out of our last year in the Red Stick, to challenge us to try new things, to provide us with a small relief from our often monotonous schedules as collegiate student athletes, to make us stop eating at the same college town restaurants for every meal, stop going to the same seedy bars every single night out,  and to encourage us to truly take in the culture that BRLA and the surrounding areas are overflowing with.

The list isn’t too long. It isn’t too short. We think it is actually achievable in 8 months time.

Each time we check something off the bucket list ( and we have made some progress already) I will post about it on this here blog! If I find something else that I thought was bucket list worthy I will post it here as well.

If I start slacking, all of you 25 followers better hold me accountable!

Click the link below to read the list. We are pretty happy with it. I’ll let y’all know how it goes and if you have any suggestions, recommendations, possible amendments, or would like to join us on any of our escapades please comment below 🙂

Bucket List

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You and I, DIY: Part Dos

Today we made progress. Tedious progress, but progress none the less.
I am not the most patient individual, which apparently is necessary for projects of these sorts; but I’m dealing with it.

In 3 days time we will have a bright blue chalkboard on our wall and it will all be worth it.

More to come tomorrow.

Peace and blessings.


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Weekend Update: You and I, DIY


Have you ever walked into a really nicely designed home and immediately felt the sting of regret for having  only a moderately cute home of your own?

It is a major first world problem. One that I experienced this weekend.

Though this was not the fist time I felt this way, the adorable home I went to this Saturday was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

With room mates moving in and out me and my counterpart-Cabana-ite have decided to become avid DIY-ers.

Ok so we haven’t actually completed the first letter of the acronym just yet, given that we have not done anything other than peruse the internet, but we have some MAJOR plans that we think will transform Cabana into the cute little cottage that it has always dreamed of being.

There really are some astonishingly cool things on the internet that one can learn to do themselves. I have to say I’m very impressed with this micro-movement.

But anyway, bellow are some photos for things are going to try!

First up on the list is creating a chalkboard wall in our kitchen, which we are both extremely excited about to say the least! We also want to convert our simple fold out chairs into artsy-fartsy fold out chairs. Judging from our success in those areas we will hopefully be able to beautify our home in many more ways, all the while listening to the Icona Pop verse “You and I, DIY” on repeat. Wish us luck!




Ideas for College Dorm

Cool Wood Circles

Buzzfeed’s Take on DIY

For book lovers

30 Weekend Projects

Cabinet Makeover

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The Throwbackiest Thursday


Has anyone else noticed how Instagram was infiltrated with high quality TBT’s today?

From fans’ football photos, to snaps from sororities’ bid day soirées, it seemed like everyone in the Baton Rouge area had a great moment captured on phone that they just had to share. There were far fewer “look I was cute baby” throwbacks, and quite the abundance of tb’s harkening back to memories from last fall.

Not that I have anything against babies or their photos, my opinion of them is actually quite the opposite, but when it comes to TBTs I do have a preference.

If I were to rank the most commendable throwbacks it would go in this order:

1. A Candid/hilarious/genuine picture of you, your friends, your family, etc. that brings back a memory to all of those involved esp. if this memory is something bizarre or one likely to have been forgotten since it was forged

2. An awkward middle school and/or preteen photo

3. Baby pics, duh -Even better if they are fat. Best if they have tiny legs.

So I guess what I’m saying here is that a lot of what I saw on Instagram fell into rank 1. From this information I have derived a theory:

Everyone is ready for summer to be over. Gasp!

While I know we all love summer, the sun, and less responsibility, and during the month of May it seems to be all anyone can think or tweet about, to me it seems that in Baton Rouge people are getting ready for our routine again. For football season to start, for the humidity level to get down at least to 80%, to live in the freedom of our cheap college-kid homes, to be up the butt with our friends again, for rush to be a distant memory hidden deep within the darkest places of our minds, and to have something to focus on other than the tv in front of us.

I know I feel this way. Tonight I “moved back in” to my college house. I use quotes because I only brought enough clothes for one day. But it feels good to be back with these not so perfectly clean floors under my feet and to be getting back to my normal way of life, as I look toward my senior year.

(Just kidding. The fact that I cannot get the floors at my house as clean as they are at my parents will haunt me until I have the means to get a maid. I hate dirty feet.)

( I am also horrified about starting my senior year)

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Tuesday Shoesday- Best Boots


So, yes, yesterday I did say that today I would write a review of Lollapalooza.

But, given that I am nearly 3 days too late on that by music blog, magazine, and article standards, in addition to the fact that I have been studying and/or complaining about studying for the GRE all afternoon; I have decided to go ahead and abandon that idea and write a simple Shoesday post.

Pictured are my go-to, all-but-not-meant- to-be-all-purpose boots (shown here in black). These blue BDG babes have served me through all sorts of physical and emotional emotional weather in the past six months that they have been in my possession.

Through the horribly gloomy winter that stuck in Baton Rouge for what felt like an eternity, these blue booties were my staple piece, brightening my day like the sun could not as I saw my adorable penguin socks poking out from under the lip. The time my pants split down the seam at work to reveal my entire badonkadonk, my blue mambas propelled me faster than I’ve ever walked with a sweater around my knees as I scrambled home to preserve any last shred of dignity I retained. Through the torrential down pour that was the Dave Matthews Band show this spring at The New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival these bad boys withstood the buckets upon buckets upon buckets of wind-ridden rain poured upon our heads, freeing me from my ultimate fear: SOGGY SOCKS. Last, but certainly not least, my dear dear boots carried me from show to show, through the grass, slosh and dust of Grant Park this past weekend, saving my toes from grime and callousing my feet in such a way that a part of me still feels as if I am at Lolla with each subtly throbbing step I take.

Thank you so much, my beloved blue boots. Here’s to out future meteorological, musical, and hopefully less au natural adventures!


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Weekend Update: Lolla-Style

While The Man Repeller congregated to see Queen Bey this weekend in New York.

A much less public, but much more repellant blogger ( me) was lucky enough to be in an even better American city (IMHO) at the three most glorious days in the music world ( again IMHO)– Lollapalooza

Not that I wouldn’t sell my soul to see Beyonce, but this weekend was just absolutely spectacular.

Taking in the sweet sounds of Ellie Goulding, Emeli Sande, Alt-J, Phoenix, The Killers, Heartless Bastards, Tegan and Sara, Lana Del Rey, and Mumford and Sons all within a 72 hour time span was not only completely exhausting, but more importantly the most surreal experience of my life.

I think the words that were most frequently uttered from my lips were

“This is not real,” or the less eloquently put, “OH MYYYY GOSSSSHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

One might also consider the incoherent blubbering of emotion as I cried without tears through roughly 15% of the time at the festival into this hypothesis, but I’m going to go ahead and limit my scope at OMG.

A musical analysis of the weekend will be coming tomorrow after I recollect my thoughts and attempt to start acting like a functioning human being that is capable of existing outside the gates of Grant Park.

A “fun analysis” will never be written because, well, you just had to be there.

What I will be providing now are some pictures to provide a teensy idea of what Lolla is all about.

Or if you are the only person who reads my blog (Kyra) the photos are here so that we can laugh simultaneously from our beds in different cities.

*And a super special shout-out to the Jones family. Y’all make my heart sing.


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We’re baaaaack



I arrived in Chicago approximately one hour ago and upon my first step into the brisk “summer” air, rid of ridiculous humidity and an insane number of mosquitos, I knew for sure that this was going to be a fantastic weekend.

Currently I am here alone, waiting for my hipster family counterparts to land and make their way into the city. And though I didn’t know what to do at first, it has been kind of invigorating walking around this bustling perfect city talking to only the weirdo that lives in my mind… And my mom on the phone of course.

First stop… was the hotel.

Next I went straight to see my favorite building in the city, the Tribune Tower!!!


Though I don’t know exactly what route I want my future career in journalism to take- print, broadcast, blogging??- this behemoth gothic building with those giant medieval letters plastered on its side always inspires me.

To do what? I couldn’t tell you for sure, but just looking at that pillar of history, of news, where so many stories have been told, excites me; and it makes me want to be involved in it in some way.

I liken it to my watching the Olympics. Every time I see Michael Phelps, Missy Franklin, or the likes stand up there on that podium it makes me proud to be a swimmer, and it seems like during and after the Olympics I come to the pool wanting to train my butt off. I know that I will never go to the Olympics, and maybe I will never work for the Chicago Tribune, but seeing something great, or even just a symbol of something great (like the Olympic Rings) gives me that jittery feeling inside, making me want to be apart of that great thing in any way I can.

Fittingly, a little later today I’m going to visit Northwestern’s Medill School of Journalism, and if you can’t tell, I’M PUMPED. Fingers crossed that I don’t awkward things up.

Later on the list of to-dos today:

Drop off my plate and cup at Intelligentsia Coffee and Tea, where I have been writing this post like the urbanite that I aspire to be… Wonder what these other peeps are writing.

And then…


Tomorrow: Lolla.

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Weekend Update: Another Nola Wedding

This weekend I ventured down yet again to the Big Easy for a family wedding.

Small world. This time the bride and groom to-be were my Great Aunt Debby, known to all of Louisiana just as Aunt Debby, and my next door neighbor Mr David. The two have been together for about a year now, and their relationship gives me hope that even later in their life, there are still people falling in love out there today, right in your own back yard… Literally.

It was a great weekend celebrating yet another great couple. Here are my top 5 favorite parts about my Nola weekend

1. Family

These people seem to find their way to the top of my list quite often, but that’s because they are just that great. This weekend marked several firsts for us. It was the first “nightlife” experience that the entire BR clan shared since all of the kids “grew up.” It also was the first time any of us witnessed my Granddad grace the dance floor, as we taught him to raise the roof. Or what he liked to call ” push up.”
2. The Gatsby Room

This room was by far the most Gatsby place I have ever entered. It was actually shocking that we didnt find Leo/Robert in the room.
During dance breaks my family rushed to occupy this bohemian, leather clad, overly air conditioned, secret room in the back of Muriel’s ( where the reception was held) to cool off and be anti- social.

3. The New Digs

In conjunction with the wedding, Aunt Debby now has new digs, right on the Mardi Gras parade route. After downsizing to an apartment in the quarter, we are glad to know that Debs can once again host Sunday Baccus festivities for many years to come, because AUNT DEBBY NEEDS BEADS!

4. Brett Furr

I honestly think that my father lives for weddings. With those white saddle backs, hidden hip swaying talents, and a voice just waiting to be heard, weddings truly are his time to shine… Or at least that’s the way Brett sees it. This time we got a rendition of the always crowd pleasing “Don’t Stop Believing” and I was lucky to finally catch his dancing in action. See vine video to have your mind blown.

Seriously he is a ridiculous human being and if anyone ever wonders why I am so weird they can look right to that guy.

5. Heaven in Egg Form


Chef’s Special Omelette at Camellia Grille. I honestly had no idea what it was while I watched the cool make it from behind the bar, but when I ate it all I knew was that it was fantastic. It was the perfect nostrum for a Sunday morning in New Orleans.

You’ve done it again Nola. Can’t wait until we meet again.

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Heeeeyy brother


The best part about having a little brother is… Well this.

The other best part is when he brings over his girlfriend and my potential new best friend who will watch 4 hours of Say Yes to the Dress with me and tell us stories about being called a jackass by her mother at Girl Scouts.

Thanks Clay Play for providing Yvette and me with a fairly awesome Friday. We know you love SYTTD.

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