Last week I was in New Orleans for Tales of the Cocktail , an annual conference for the spirits industry. My friend and creative partner Olivia was my travel buddy.
We went around 10pm and were able to snag spots at the bar, sandwiched between two other Tales attendees, easily identifiable by their wristbands. This place is adorable dare I say, a jewel and we got drinks and fries. My first drink was the gimlet-like Columbina - tasty but pretty basic. Then the fellow conference-goer next to me recommended the Calliope Cantaloupe, which I had to order because how could I not?
Totally delicious, but three sips in I realized I had hit my alcohol-wall my alco-wall? Should you drink here alone? Olivia and I went mostly for the novelty of it. Not a bar, but easily the best food we had while in NOLA. Everything we ate was amazing: the lutenitsa, the roasted beets, the hummus, the falafel, the eggplant, the PITA! We drank beer in order to take a break from cocktails, but they had a decent drink menu, plus Israeli sodas and a cool selection of Arak.
I would! Cocktails and hummus at the bar? Yes please. Cure - Freret St, Freret. The first craft cocktail bar in New Orleans. Olivia and I went here after a Tales event with one of our industry friends and scored spots at the bar.
They also name the creator of each cocktail, which rocks. Long-ass story short: he thinks it should have a cherry, I think it should not. We have a shared list where we keep track of the bars we go to and how they garnish their Last Words. I am winning. By a landslide. Our friend asked for a Ramos Gin Fizz, and the bartender said that he would get someone else to do it.
