Bellman, there’s a naked man in the hallway.

by Chloe Jeffreys · 35 comments

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The Big Easy

 “America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans. Everywhere else is Cleveland.” -Tennessee Williams, Author

Thanks to some accumulated United Airlines frequent flier miles, Jeff and I flew off to New Orleans this past February to celebrate Mardi Gras in style.

Mardi Gras literally means ‘Fat Tuesday’ in French, but the party starts revving up at least two weeks before this all-out Bacchanal. We were there for a week of it, and I’m not sure we could have survived much more.

New Orleans is not like other cities. Case in point:

I need to get my drinking in

I’ve never considered putting drinking on my to-do list before.

New Orleans is Not Cheap

New Orleans is a very romantic city with tons to see, hear, eat, and do. But let me warn you: NOLA is no bargain vacation. Bring cash, and lots of it.

Grace and Decadence: The Hotel Monteleone

After a bit of crowd-sourcing of my NOLA friends on Facebook, we chose the historic Hotel Monteleone for our romantic getaway.

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Located in the heart of the French Quarter on Royal Street, the Monteleone is a luxurious 4-star literary and historical landmark that’s been written about by Hemingway, Tennessee Williams and Truman Capote.

Our room was beautiful, and the staff, especially Dave, our favorite doorman, bent over backwards making sure our trip was elegantly-appointed debauchery from the moment we stepped foot onto the property until Dave poured us into our taxi back to the airport.

Monteleon Room

Every morning, we were awakened by the reverberating bass tones of the steam whistle from the Riverboat Natchez announcing its daily departure. Pulling back the blessed blackout curtains, we were greeted by an ever-changing view of the Mighty Mississippi.

Mississippi View

I’m Ready for My Close-up. Or not.

Our very first day in NOLA started off with my first-ever appearance on Huffington Post Live where I was to discuss Seasonal Affective Disorder with the man who discovered it, Dr. Norman Rosenthal.

This was going to be my big debut!!

Except right as I was stepping into the shower I realized that I had miscalculated the time difference between New Orleans and the East Coast where HuffPoLive is broadcast.

Panicked, I threw on the hotel bathrobe, barely making it on air before the show started. I wasn’t wearing a lick of make-up, and I didn’t have a stitch of clothing underneath that robe. And I had to do the whole thing with my telephone plastered to my head because I couldn’t get my audio to work.

Suicide Huff Post Live

I have a new headline for them: “Woman wants to kill herself after looking like this on HuffPo Live.”

Oh well. I was in New Orleans! Who cares?

Eat, Drink, and Be Merry! Tomorrow, We’ll Do It All Over Again

After the Huffington Post Live debacle, we set out to eat. And eat. And eat.

In the entire 78 square blocks of the French Quarter there is not one national chain restaurant (House of Blues a possible exception). This means that you will eat food there that you cannot get anywhere else on Planet Earth.

Amazing food.

Grilled Oysters with Garlic-Chili Butter from Cochon’s

Oysters from Cochon

The Strawberry Shortcake from The Commander’s Palace (MUST GO HERE!)

Strawberry Shortcake from The Commander's Palace

Beignets and café au lait from the world-famous Café du Monde

Beignets from Cafe du Monde

More Amazing Oysters from Acme Oyster House

oysters remoulade Acme Oyster House

I was so enraptured by the presentation, and desperate to get everything set before us into my mouth as fast as possible, that I forgot to take pictures of most of it. Trust me. Every single bite of food, without exception, that passed through my lips, was to die for.

Music in New Orleans is Like Air is Everywhere Else

New Orleans is the only city in the world with its own live soundtrack.

Nearly every corner is occupied by street musicians displaying varying degrees of talent. As the mother of a talented musician, my first thought when I passed by these remarkable performers was how much their parents must have spent on music lessons only to have their kids end up busking for a living on a dirty street in New Orleans.

We tipped every single musician who demonstrated any talent. The ones without we sent up a silent prayer that they will call home as I’m sure their mothers are worried about them.

The first two nights we wandered up and down Bourbon Street soaking up the vibe of this amazingly unique city.

Bourbon Street

But our favorite place for music ended up being The Maison on Frenchmen Street.

Maison

Recommended by fellow blogger, Lisha Perry Fink, from The Lucky Mom, we ended up there almost every night. Their red beans and rice were good, too.

The delightful Lisha also played tour guide one day, meeting up with Jeff and me and showing us around the Quarter. Rumor has it that we also might have wasted away the rest of the long afternoon drinking piña coladas in Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville.

Margaritaville

I’ve Always Depended on the Kindness of Bloggers

One day I took off alone on the streetcar to the Garden District where I met up with Connie McLeod from My Creative Journey, and Cheryl Nichols from A Pleasant House.

Cheryl took us on a drive through the parts of New Orleans that were impacted by Katrina. It was eye-opening to get out of the relatively unscathed French Quarter and see where the real damage from that horrific storm happened.

Afterwards we went for lunch at a lovely little French Restaurant, whose name I cannot remember, where we had the most marvelous time solving all of the world’s problems.

Connie and Cheryl

“Hey! You’re Naked!”

Then my husband decided it would be fun to get me drunk. I don’t know why I go along with his crazy schemes, but I do, or I did. At one point he took away my phone and started doing drunken status updates by proxy on Facebook.

My wife is hammered

At least 70 of my friends thought this was hilarious.

We started off that night with absinthe at The Old Absinthe House.

I know I didn’t get drunk from the absinthe because it’s like $20 for one drink. But isn’t it pretty?

the Old Absinthe House

I absolutely did not hallucinate or become a great writer like Hemingway while drinking absinthe, but I did get my phone back in time to take a drunk selfie!

Drunk Selfie

I really don’t have any lips, do I?

My husband carried me up to our room and may have had his way with me which I think was his devious plan all along. At some point I passed out fell asleep.

About four o’clock in the morning, there came a knock upon our door.

Feeling around and finding my husband not in bed I figured he was up and he’d deal with our visitor. (Was it security? Had we been too loud?) I passed back out fell back to sleep. A few minutes (maybe?) later came a more insistent knocking.

Seeing that my husband must be in the bathroom and wasn’t going to handle this intruder, I called out, “Who is it?”

Imagine my surprise when I heard my husband whisper very loudly, “It’s me! Open the door!”

Had he gone back out after I’d passed out fallen asleep??? What the heck?

Stumbling to the door I opened it to find my husband standing there butt naked in the hallway of the Hotel Monteleone.

Always one for stating the obvious, I exclaimed, “Hey! You’re naked!”

He pushed his way past me saying, “Yes. I know that.”

Me: “But why are you naked in the hallway?”

Him: “I thought it was the bathroom.”

Me: “But the bathroom is right here.”

Him: “YES. I KNOW THAT! I woke up and it was dark and I opened the wrong door and when I opened my eyes and realized I was out in the hallway it was too late because the door had already closed behind me.”

Did you know that hard belly laughter can sober you  right up?

Well, it can’t.

But I think I must have laughed until the alcohol finally wore off because I laughed for a very long time.

I guess he’d stood out there with his front pressed against the door for quite some time trying to wake me up while not drawing attention to his awkward situation from anyone else.

What’s funny is that he wasn’t the one who had been drinking.

We figure they must see a lot of that sort of thing in New Orleans.

My husband feels that he can once and truly cross New Orleans off his bucket list because after you’ve locked yourself out in the hallway naked you’ve done it all.

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The GypsyNesters July 25, 2014 at 4:28 am

For some reason that kind of stuff seems to happen in New Orleans. Hmmm, wonder what it could be? Anyway, love that city, glad you had a good time.
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Liv July 21, 2014 at 3:00 pm

OMG Chloe! They deliver naked men right to your door??

Seriously though…I’m a little disappointed in the story behind the HuffPo clip. I figured there was a little debauchery going on immediately before…
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marcia@Menopausal Mother July 18, 2014 at 9:01 pm

Chloe, this is FABULOUS! I feel like I was right there beside you. I went to New Orleans many, MANY years ago and had a BLAST! Thanks for bringing it all back to me! :)
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Chloe Jeffreys July 20, 2014 at 12:02 pm

Thank you, Marcia! We had a marvelous time. I’d love to go again. Maybe next time I’ll be the one who gets locked out naked in the hallway of the hotel.

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Melanie July 18, 2014 at 11:47 am

Oh my! New Orleans looks like a blast. And don’t worry about your hotel bathrobe interview mishap…. seriously sounds like something that would happen to me. I’m dying laughing because ugh… that would SO happen to me and I’d be mortified. And our husband naked in the hallway… HAHA!

Love it!
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Chloe Jeffreys July 20, 2014 at 12:04 pm

So freaking embarrassing, Melanie. But funny now. It makes a much better story anyway.

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pia July 17, 2014 at 12:00 pm

I had a comment planned and then I got to the end of the post and was laughing so hard….You have no idea how much I needed that.

Oh my father who barely drank loved to get my mother drunk. It took half a drink. When my sister and I were teenagers we were so embarrassed we ran out of a hotel in Madrid and almost were accosted.

Sometimes I think I moved to the South from one of the cities that count–NY NY because of Tennesee Williams so of course I agree.

Think I invited myself to visit somebody in NOLA because I do think it’s a city to go to again and again.

Standing ten feet from Aaron Neville at Jazzfest–perfection and surprisingly amazingly sexy. Then Aretha
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D. A. Wolf June 23, 2014 at 10:31 am

Not only did you make me verrrrrry hungry, I laughed my tushie off!
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AlexandraFunFit June 23, 2014 at 9:02 am

hahahahahahaha. At first I was going to mention how yummy that food looks. Then how good-looking you two are. Then I felt your pain at having no lipstick for your interview. But when I got to the part about your hubby wandering out to the hall naked, all that flew from my mind because I was laughing too hard at the mental visual of him pressed up against the door hoping no-one would wander by.
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Laura A. Lord June 5, 2014 at 10:01 am

After your hilarious discussion of search terms in Bloppies, I had to stop by. This was fabulous and makes me want to beg the husband to take me there. My husband doesn’t drink…wouldn’t it be fabulous if the same thing befell him. Bwahahahahah!
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The GypsyNesters June 5, 2014 at 8:34 am

Love this…love you Chloe! Way to get into the spirit of New Orleans – but naked in a hallway? Heehee…did you ask for the hotel security footage? -Veronica

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Sandra Sallin June 3, 2014 at 4:55 pm

Love that visual of your husband in the hallway. Big grin on my face. What a treat to see Cheryl in person and not under a hat.
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Kim June 3, 2014 at 10:57 am

LOL! I would NOT let my husband live that one down if he ever ended up naked in a hallway. Granted he’s good at laughing at himself and his shenanigans but guaranteed I’d be laughing for a LONG time.

Glad you had a great time in NOLA! I’d love to go someday but I need to win a jackpot at a local casino first. I could be waiting awhile.
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Jenny June 3, 2014 at 10:44 am

Such a funny story and one that I’ve often feared would happen to us on vacation. Well, maybe a decade ago before the kid, when we actually went on vacation!
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Chloe Jeffreys June 4, 2014 at 10:35 pm

Just think of all the fun waiting for you when the kid leaves home!!

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Jack June 2, 2014 at 11:19 pm

I may or may not know a man who had a similar experience at the Disneyland Hotel where no parent wants to find a naked man in the hall.
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Chloe Jeffreys June 3, 2014 at 5:08 am

That’s even better in a way, Jack. And likely a story that can only be told in person. After a lot of alcohol.
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Aussa Lorens June 2, 2014 at 6:34 pm

Oooh I loved New Orleans when I visited but now I think I love it more because this post rocked my face off. My gosh, I was far too young and poor to fully enjoy it. The naked in the hallway bit had me laughing out loud and I have to be honest about the food pictures…. I had to quickly scroll past them or else I’d be at the grocer right now, buying cake, whipped cream, and strawberries ;) Luckily we don’t have grilled oysters around here.
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:50 pm

Hi, I’m glad you liked my story. My husband is the best!

New Orleans is a fabulous place if you have money. Probably not so great if you have to live on the streets as a musician.
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Jo Heroux June 2, 2014 at 3:59 pm

Gosh, I’ve been to NOLA and didn’t have any adventure like this! Bahaha
You sure know how to paaaaartyy!
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:51 pm

Jo, you have to go with my husband next time. He brings the party wherever he goes.
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Connie McLeod June 2, 2014 at 9:21 am

YES! You have indeed shown everyone how to have a perfect New Orleans vacation! Cheers!
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:51 pm

Cheers to you, lady! Thanks for the lovely lunch and convo. The world really ought to implement our ideas.
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Magnolia June 2, 2014 at 5:32 am

Sometimes I miss Louisiana. But, mostly not. Though you are right…..there is no food like the food in Nawlins’. It is the most remarkable place when it comes to food and music.

Your husband naked in the hallway sounds VERY New Orleans-ish. No one would have batted an eye. :)

Oh, and by the way, I doubt any of the street musicians had formal music lessons…..more likely they learned it by osmosis.
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Lisha Fink June 1, 2014 at 7:34 pm

I knew you’d live Maison. Because everyone does!

And somewhere, in the security department of the Monteleone, is a security guard who had camera duty that night with a hilarious story that I’m sure he has told all of his friends!
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Lisha Fink June 1, 2014 at 7:35 pm

Ahh! LOVE, not live. I must get a keyboard for my iPad.
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:52 pm

We loved it there. We went three nights in a row and every night was an entirely different type of music. Thanks for the tip. And the tour. And the friendship. We had a blast getting to know you.
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Jana Miller June 1, 2014 at 4:37 pm

Loooooved Cochon Butcher-I ate there everyday for lunch while my husband attended a conference. Hee Hee We also love the music and dancing at Studio 54. We were there over St Patricks day which is almost as as crazy as Mardi Gras

Your husband in hallway naked-hilarious
Watching all the drunk people-fun
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:53 pm

What a fun place it is. Is there any time of the year that isn’t a party there? Other than Ash Wednesday, of course.

Cochon Butcher was so good. Everywhere was good. I don’t know how anyone who lives there doesn’t weigh 800lbs.
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Cheryl Nicholl June 1, 2014 at 1:08 pm

New Orleans never disappoints! It was so great to get together and have lunch at Cafe Degas in the Bayou St. John neighborhood. For anyone who hasn’t visited (partied) in our great city adventures just like this await you!!! Love ya gal!!!
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:55 pm

I had such a nice time with you, Cheryl. You do have A Pleasant House. More than pleasant. Thanks for the driving tour. It was good to get out of the Quarter and see the park and the places that were damaged and the areas that are being rebuilt.

Thanks for taking the time. It was a highlight of my trip.
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Carol Cassara June 1, 2014 at 10:49 am

I thought my trip to New Orleans with 6 gay men was the ideal New Orleans experience, but you have absolutely trumped that with your tale! I especially loved your husband’s mistake….
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Chloe Jeffreys June 1, 2014 at 10:59 am

Carol, we will still be laughing about this on the day they haul us off to the old folks’ home. My husband always makes the best mistakes. And he’s a good sport by letting me write about them.
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Cheryl Nicholl June 1, 2014 at 1:08 pm

Isn’t this a great story Carol! Only Chloe….
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Chloe Jeffreys June 2, 2014 at 8:56 pm

My husband is always game for some excitement.
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