Wednesday, February 18

The One Where We Drank Expensive Martinis (pt. 2)



First, let me say this: I don't think the martinis were that expensive.

Apologies for the delay in getting these Little Bar (at the Mud Island River Inn) pictures out! If you're anything like me - and for your sake, I hope you're not - you've spent a few nights lying awake wondering, "What must that confit have looked like?" or "How would one execute a savory beignet?"

Sleep well tonight, my friends, because now you know the answers to your respective queries are "Delicious" and "Deliciously." I could have used a little more tasso and crawfish in the beignets (they were excellent nonetheless), but the duck confit crepe was a don't miss - please try this if you're ever on the island. I think it was around $10. But don't expect to go for dinner - this is strictly a drinks and nibbles kind of place.

Was I surprised that the food at Little Bar was special? Of course not - it's the same kitchen as Currents, for cripes sake. But I was pleased by how much I enjoyed this sort of liminal, not-quite-fine-dining experience. Little Bar is a great way to do Currents casual-style. It's connected to the restaurant, so you feel like a part of the experience, but not so much that you're embarrassed about the blue jeans you're donning. Maybe it's the new Memphian in me that appreciates that. Regardless, the old college student in me appreciated that it I spent a lot less money.

Tuesday, February 17

The One Where We Drink Expensive Martinis

Yesterday, I was a Debbie Downer. After a weekend of puppy sitting this little furball...

...I should have been in a great mood. Instead, I hung out at the Launchpad all day (my house is freeeeezing!) and accomplished absolutely nothing. Eric came over around midafternoon, and Jane stopped by when she left work. When they realized that I was in a crap mood, they recommended the usual remedy: Happy Mexican. (Ooooh, now I have a craving for guacamole...) We ultimately decided that tequila was probably a bad idea, and instead decided to try something new with the Little Bar at Currents on Mud Island.

Vodka chased Debbie away. Duck confit crepes and tasso beignets also helped. Very rich and delicious. Before ordering, we nibbled on complimentary spiced walnuts. I'll leave the rest of the food review to Jane, if she ever decides to post. She's a better food critic, and she has the pictures.

The bar is a nice little place (and I do mean little - 6 seats at the bar and four small tables lining the opposite wall). Quiet with low lighting, it's the perfect place for after work or after dinner drinks. Best of all, there is a rooftop terrace on top of the Inn! I'm definitely looking forward to warmer weather and sunset cocktails. (Hint, hint.)

Sunday, February 15

Who are we? And why do you care?

I'm Anna. My friend Jane and I like to explore Memphis (hence the name of the blog) and try new things. Wait, this is us:

So anyway, we have a list of things to do in the city. For example, we ate chicken feet last night. Well, I just licked it; Jane actually crunched through bone. Eww.

Check out that chicken foot! No way am I biting that.

Jane's preparing to crunch through.


Why do you care? If you're an early reader, it's because Jane and I pressured you to read and pretend to care. But Memphis is a fun town that's easy to put down. This is our little way of reminding our fellow city-dwellers of the happy little places hiding around the corner. So come explore with us. (We promise we won't force you to eat chicken feet.)