Weekend in New Orleans

Before you ask, I will start this post off by saying I did NOT flash my tits in NOLA to get free beads. Pshht.. what kind of girl do you think I am? I only flash people for free drinks!!

KIDDING.

After a fun, short little weekend consisting of an abundance of saxophones, art, (moderate) alcohol consumption, and many, many wrong turns around the French Quarter, I can say this weekend was definitely a hoot.

While New Orleans is best known for Sazerac’s, gumbo, jumbalaya, and cajun seasoning on literally anything, I actually had a fairly easy time eating vegan in The Big Easy.

I was also super lucky to have a vegan friend with me on the trip to take a little bit of the stress away. We ate very well, and we even got to try out Seed, a vegan restaurant not too far from our hotel.

Seed, in my opinion, is definitely now one of my favorite vegan spots that I’ve visited in my life. The decor, service, food, and just the overall vibe was 100% on point. The food was all super fresh, and featured a balance of healthy items, as well as more comfort-style options. This place wasn’t good, it was f**king amazing. I’m literally drooling right now just thinking about it again.
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What I was super stoked about were the vegan beignets.

Holy shit, if I thought vegan donuts were good, vegan beignets are even better. They’re soft, warm, fried pieces of dough just drowning in powdered sugar, and ohhhh lord were they good. Sure, I would have loved to eat at the world-famous Cafe du Monde, but these beignets were perfect for me.

Outside of Seed, there weren’t many other vegan restaurants we could explore since we were in a group. We basically stuck to simple things, like rice and vegetable dishes, and falafel gyros.

I had an insanely good time in NOLA, but was a weeee bit disappointed with my exit. Now, the airport is not and never will be my first choice for food, but desperate times call for desperate, upsetting measures.

I wasn’t sure when the next time I would be able to eat was, so I wanted to munch on something that would hold me over until I made it home. Much to my displeasure, I found a bunch of wilted, sad vegetables that were tossed together to make a “salad,” and the same shabby vegetables to make a “wrap.” Ugh.

My eyes had landed on a Smoothie King, and I breathed a sigh of relief. They had to have a vegan smoothie, otherwise that’d just be illegal.

Well, this Smoothie King felt like breaking the law I guess, because literally every single smoothie had whey protein in it. The cashier gave me some major sass when I asked if they had vegan protein, but I failed at giving that sass right back. Sure, I definitely could have asked for no protein, sub extra bananas or extra whatever, but at that point I was so discouraged I just settled on a banana and a Clif bar.

Eating vegan in an unfamiliar place can prove to be pretty challenging, especially when almost everything that city is known for includes seafood and meat (and if the cashiers give you an attitude), but if you just look a liiiittle bit deeper, there is always something to eat. You may not always be 100% ecstatic about the options you’re given, but beggars can’t be choosers. And who knows, you may be able to find a small gem of a vegan restaurant that you can just go balls to the walls in.

 

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