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My Coolinary Adventure: The Country Club

20170808_012028Its August in New Orleans and that means good eats at the best restaurants in the city at discounted prices!Snapchat-861938893

20170807_203909.jpgI have been reading about The Country Club, the fabulous Drag Saturday Brunch and Chef Chris Barbato. The brunch  is so popular that it’s now booked out til November, so I jumped at the chance the savor the chefs deliciousness which featured a prefixed 3 couse menu priced at $40 for two ppl, yes $40! Which is why I didnt mind begging my niece to babysit while my sister and I went out to dinner. After much begging, poked out lip and a lil bribe we where on our way.

I was pleasantly surprised; this place feels like the southern chic charm, tropical, elegant, classy boheminen yet plantation styled house renovated into a restaurant with just the right touch of Right Now, located 10 minutes from Canal St!  The walls are beautifully hand painted with big tropical flowers and leaves, unique chandeliers, hardwood floors, a huge bar, private dining rooms, the bathroom was just as beautiful. There was a 6ft water bubble picture featuring a woman swimming.  I thought it was real at 1st glance.20170807_214538

I thought I was impressed of all that I had taken in just walking thru the doors of this paradise, but no that was just the half, the Back Private Club… An outside patio that feels like you stepped in a tropical paradise.20170807_205435

There was this tall muscular handsome informative security guard who gave us a private tour of the Back Private Pool area. He shared the history of The Country Club, which was New Orleans 1st one and only Gay Men’s Club over 40yrs ago. Who wld hv thought a Man’s Only Gay Social Club in the South? They eventually extended memberships to Gay Women, then LGBT. Now we all are able to enjoy The Country Club no matter our sexuality. In addition to the tour he gave us inside tips for our next visit! He told us to get there at 10am to get a bar stool for the Drag Brunch instead of waiting for  months long reservation openings.20170807_205811

The Country Club is described as a New Orleans oasis, the ultimate place for locals and tourists a tropical retreat from the fun of New Orleans.? Really?? I guess some may need a chill day after Bourbon St and this is the place to go. I may do some frequent retreating myself.

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There’s a yearly membership to this oasis which includes an invite to private parties, unlimited pool access and much more. Its $300 annual, but listened to this if you work in the service/food industry it $200 for the year! I get hotels in town just to get in the Jacuzzi, now for the price of a one night stay I can go whenever I want, like once a week lol.. You can forgo the membership amd pay $15 for the day 10am to 1am, another Wow factor. You can leave, go shopping, ride the street car, get your kids from school, cool dinner, put them to bed and jump right back into this secret gem, I mean oasis getaway from your vacation lol. Here’s a list of the amenities:

  • Heated/ Chilled Saltwater Pool
  • Hot Tub
  • Sauna House
  • Poolside Bar
  • Completely renovated lush landscaping
  • Big Screen TV
  • 25ft Projector Screen
  • Free Wifi Available
  • Pool chairs are available on a first-come, first-served basis and cannot be reserved.

Now back to the $40 dinner for two which was not only delicious, but creative, artistic with a fusion of flavors that shocked my palette!

Appetizers:

FOIE GRAS

Grade A torchon, Blackberry Foie Gras ice cream , smoky grated Foie Gras, pulverized peanut brittle & ginger peach coulis20170807_210046

SHRIMP ALA PLANCHA

Louisiana white shrimp, falafel, pickled vegetables & mint chutney20170807_231635

Entree:

PANEED VEAL

Parmesan & brown butter roasted veal scaloppini with asparagus, jumbo lump crabmeat & hollandaise20170807_211225

A native of New Orleans, who left her beloved New Orleans to spend twenty years of living in the land of Minnesota Not So Nice. Minnesota was full of opportunities but would learn that the soul of the state and the people who made it was just as icy cold as the temperatures. After the years and my 40th birthday flew by, I decided it was time to pack up my youngest child and come back to my roots, my birthplace the city that not only birthed me but gave me life. I would not be who I am without my New Orleans beginnings. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a premature baby born with a severe medical disability. And only With the help of my mother, was it possible for me to BE! I was able to endure and survive the obstacles laid before my child and me. In a city that was built by my family, but did not allow for us to reap the benefits I overcame. Charity Hospital was my second home — a building filled with miracle workers who made it possible for my daughter to have life. I have lived a life of rainy days with peeks of sunshine, that are my children, including those not of my womb. I'm the proud mother of three and a grandmother of three. My dream was to live the life of the nursery rhyme of ”The Old Lady Who lived in a shoe,” and for the most part, I did. I cared for several children over the years as a special needs foster parent. I would learn that my love was not enough for some children, but I loved them through their pain. I'm not sure if I ever had a case of true love or came close to what love looks like on television, but I had my share of men and the mirage of love. I survived two abusive marriages. Though I longed to return to New Orleans on a daily bases, I must admit my move was one of the best decisions made for me. I am a college graduate; I was a successful entrepreneur. I coowned a soul food restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I developed the talent of creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul. He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute. But with the challenge of creating a simple wedding cake, I was able to find healing. I created the House of Cakes in honor of him. Minnesota life had me pretty materialistic. I worked to the point I do not remember much, but work and handing my children love money. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, the ultimate provider and being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me of what I was told was a generational curse of lack of everything from money, love to even self-love. But for the most part, that life poisoned my heart and soul. I was blinded by visions fed to me by the media. I was told I wasn't anything unless I was better than the Jones's. I lived being ok with a broken, bleeding heart. Life like this did not exist in my family while living in New Orleans from what I viewed with my eyes and soul. We may not have had all the things I acquired over the years, but we were happy, we were together. Family outside of New Orleans wasn't family anymore. We lived separate lives and had awkward moments when we bumped into each other in public. I hated living in Minnesota even though life their helped me in so many ways. I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home, myself, my New Orleans. I'm here, and I love it. Even being in the so-called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes, New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together, we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up!. I just know in my heart that New Orleans will provide for me. There's a bank account with funds in it owed to me by way of back pay for my ancestors. And I will receive my inheritance, and I will continue the traditions and customs of the old to keep the heartbeat of New Orleans beating. I'm down in the boot, living the life that feels right to me awaiting my destiny...

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