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“Real Food Done Real Good”.  Elizabeth’s first owner Heidi Trull was REAL right when she said this.  Ever since the first time I visited Elizabeth’s for Sunday breakfast, with a group of my closest friends, I make it a point to go on every visit now.  Brunch or breakfast.  Doesn’t matter, cause I know I’m going to eat REAL GOOD!

I don’t know how my friends found Elizabeth’s, but then again I DO, because word travels fast when it comes to delicious food.  Tucked away in the Upper Ninth Ward at the corner of Gallier St. and Chartres St., you’ll see a two story, older house, decorated with artwork and bright colors, looks very “lived in” and old school.  Like somebody’s grandmother is in the kitchen doing major damage.  You really can’t miss it.

Before we were even seated at our table, I knew exactly what I wanted to treat the table to.  It’s something you can’t resist, one of their menu items that is just too good to miss out on.  They found a way to make bacon, better.  Who knew?!  Praline Bacon.  That’s all you need to hear.  A pretty white plate with four candied pieces of pork.  One of the best teaser appetizers I’ve ever had.  Bacon Candy.  Two words that go so well together.


Do you SEE this?! *sigh*

Now let me take you back for a second.  On one of my visits to New Orleans, for the Dallas Cowboys vs. Saints game, we visited this little bar, next to a restaurant called Stanley, AMAZING brunch might I add.  Not sure what the bar was called, but it’s right next door.  We waited here while our table was prepared.  It’s located in the heart of the French Quarter, right by Jackson Square.  There was a drink they served called Brandy Milk Punch.  Simple concoction of Brandy, whole milk, powdered sugar and nutmeg to garnish the drink with.  I liked it so much there, that I saw fit to go ahead and order one at Elizabeth’s.  Just as good as I remember from the first time.  Reminds me of the holidays.


***Just a disclaimer, when I’m on vacation, I EAT! I tend to go all the way in, I mean I liked to taste the local flavors of the city.  I like to share food, I will order A LOT, so y’all don’t judge me and my greedy a** LOL***

Along with the pig candy, I ordered the Fried Boudin Balls in Creole Mustard Sauce.  These balls, oh I just wish they gave us six instead of three.  The worst is when you take that last bite, because it’s gone, there’s no more.  So, savor every bite.  What really hits it off is the mustard sauce that they sit so pretty in.  It’s the perfect addition to really make the flavors in the boudin balls shine.  It’s smoky, it’s thick, it’s got a sweet hint to it and y’all know sweet and savory is my thing!


Sadly, but not surprisingly, I was on the full side after indulging in these delicious delicacies, but what do they say? The show must go on!  An entrée was ordered, the French Toast Burrito.  So big, I couldn’t even finish it.  STUFFED with bacon, egg AND crumbled sausage.  Drizzled with maple syrup, sprinkled with powdered sugar.


I definitely over did it, BUT I had no complaints.  How could I complain when all that goodness cooked with love was in my belly?! The service was great, everything I ate, with no surprise, was delightful!  Don’t forget, when you go, start off with that Praline Bacon and your day will definitely be A-OK.



No surprise here. ANOTHER BuzzFeed Tasty treat.  They’re just SO GOOD! I can’t help it, and y’all KNOW you like when I make ’em, so shut it LOL!  This crazy sweet treat , Cinnamon Roll French Toast Bake, was just as easy, if not easier, than the dish in my previous post, the Blueberry Croissant Breakfast Bake.  The day I made all this stuff, I must’ve been in a G-REAT mood, because I usually make one pan of something hot and call it a day.  But, I was feeling like Betty Crocker & Patti Labelle all in one that day, so it just flowed.  My community residents appreciated every bite though, cleaned the pan, DRY.

So, to save time, I did my whole meal prep thing the night before.  I took two cans of cinnamon rolls and  cut them up into little squares.  I believe there were eight cinnamon rolls in each can.  Once they were cut up, I placed them in a 9×13 glass pan, with four tablespoons of melted butter coating the pan, all over.  I left that in the refrigerator, covered with foil, to sit overnight.

The next morning, I pulled the cinnamon rolls from the fridge, let them soften to room temperature.  The overnight step doesn’t change the recipe at all.  That was all my doing.  I took a glass bowl and mixed together six eggs, half a cup of milk, I used 2%, two teaspoons vanilla extract and two teaspoons of cinnamon.  Whisk that up really, really well.  Whisk it.  Whisk it GOOOOOD.

Once that’s done, pour it all over the cinnamon rolls, every last drop.  Then, take a cup of maple syrup and drizzle that on top.  Place that pretty little thang in the oven for 25 minutes at 375 degrees.  When you pull it out of the oven, it’s crispy on top, but the inside is moist, cinnamon roll, hot, soft, sweetness.

Oh, but we’re not done yet.  So, you know the icing that comes in each can of cinnamon rolls?  If they’re not soft enough to drizzle, place them in the microwave for about 15 seconds, not long at all.  Be careful taking them out.  Last, but not least, gracefully, and ever so slowly, pour it all over the cinnamon rolls.  The more the better.  And I do mean that in the fattest way possible.


Every forkful, when it touches your tongue, your eyes will close and you will be thankful for those little things called…Cinnamon Rolls.


Welp! I’m back at it, no surprise at all.  Another BuzzFeed Tasty creation…it NEVER lets me down!  AND, my community residents that I cook Saturday morning breakfast for, YES I have to cook them breakfast every Saturday, they can’t get enough of my cooking. Like EVER.  Spoiled rotten.  So, what you see above is the Blueberry Croissant Breakfast Bake.  Super simple to make, no sweat at all, beyond tasty, a real “Good Morning” treat!

You’ll started with an 8oz. package of cream cheese.  Now, I didn’t have an electric mixer, so to make things easier for me, I placed the cream cheese in a glass bowl, nuked it for about 25-30 seconds, softened it right on up for me.  To the cream cheese, add 2/3 cups sugar and one teaspoon vanilla.  Mush it all together with a spatula, cream it real good, until it’s as smooth as you can get it.  Make sure to get all the cream cheese lumps.

Next, go ahead and add two eggs and a 1/4 cup milk.  With those two wet ingredients added to the equation, I had to bring in a whisk and I went to work.  Oh, I put in all my elbow grease, plus some.  I wanted to make sure that the mixture was smooth and creamy.

Now, open up a package of croissants, I had eight total.  Roll up each one and place them in a non-stick pan.  Not a huge pan, I think my pan measured 11×7, it definitely wasn’t 9×13.  Then, take 3/4 cup of fresh blueberries and sprinkle them all over the pan.  I used way more than that.  I think it was a good cup and a half.

***Side Note:  In my opinion, I think a lot of other fruits could be used with this dish.  I’m thinking peaches, blackberries, raspberries and oooooh, strawberries!  Whatever your tastebuds desire.

Once your pan is covered with the blueberries, take your cream cheese mixture and pour it all over the croissants and fruit.  Make sure it’s evenly spread and place it in the oven for 35 minutes at 350 degrees.  As it bakes, you’ll see it all rise slowly, the blueberries explode throughout the dish, the color of the blueberries are gorgeous, and the croissant tops will turn this golden brown color.  Really, the dish is just pretty. It’s perfect to look at.

Everyone’s favorite part…digging in.  The best way to explain the taste is licking the back of the spoon after mixing up blueberry muffin batter.  It was delicious.  The taste of the fresh, hot blueberries, really shone through.  I took a bite with a piece of the croissant and I got the nostalgic taste of a hot blueberry pancake. Sugary sweet, luscious batter, fresh blueberries and buttery croissants, all hot and fresh.  Not a bad combination AT ALL.  As it cooled off, it thickened up a bit and tasted just as good.  Let’s just say, I didn’t have much, if any, to rinse out of the pan.

Now, do you see why my residents love the Saturday morning breakfasts?!

A long wait, a small, cramped place, shoulder to shoulder with lots of people, loud establishment, waiters rushing through and around you with stacked plates of food…even with all of this ruckus, I still say, you must go to Jonathon’s Oak Cliff.  All of that chaos, is well worth it, I PROMISE!

I placed my name on the waiting list, expecting at least an hour wait, people were sitting all on the sidewalk and in driveways waiting on their names to be called.  When I decided to order a mimosa to sip on as time passed, I lucked up and found a seat at the bar.  No long wait, didn’t even listen for my name to be called from that point on, just popped a squat at the bar, mingled with some people and was served by one of the craziest and livest female bartenders I’ve ever encountered.  She was really fun, energetic, on top of her s**t and she handled the whole bar, while staying as cool as a cucumber, making sure everyone was taken care of.

I was so anxious to eat, I couldn’t wait for my friend, so I started with an appetizer, decided to treat myself, a bit of a cheat DAY, not meal but DAY LoL.  Danger Dogs.  They are dangerous, because you can’t stop eating them.  You really could finish a whole plate by yourself.  I mean, I almost did.  What they are, are pigs in a blanket, corny dog style, on a stick.  Sprinkled with powdered sugar and served with this smoky honey mustard that did. The. Trick.  The sausage on the inside was cooked perfectly, the pancake was soft, sweet and moist.  If my friend showed up about five minutes later, I would’ve finished all four of them, with no problem.  Licked fingers and all.

Danger Dogs

Now, the star of the show, what I’ve heard everyone talk about, the Chicken & Waffles.  I knew I was going to order it.  I had to.  It would have been a blank trip in my opinion if I didn’t get what Jonathan’s was famous for.  I had to see what all the fuss was about.  Let me say, it was delicious.  Pretty much as close to perfect as you could get.  The difference between their chicken and waffles and others that I’ve tasted, the chicken was seasoned perfectly, inside and out, juicy and tender.  That is key!  I can’t stress that enough.  The Belgian waffle was thick, had a hint of sweetness and was able to hold a full piece of chicken friend chicken.  Not only that, I went all out and had it topped with Chef Jon’s peppered gravy and drizzled with hot maple syrup.  That classic combination of sweet and savory, it always does it for me.  Made all of my day.  There was not one bad thing about it.  It was amazing.  Now I know what all the rave is about!

Chicken & Waffles

Chicken & Waffles

A return visit will be definitely be planned for the near future.  I saw so many other dishes in the window of the kitchen, like The Kure (look up the pictures on Yelp, it’s massive), the Brunch Kabobs, even the Club Sandwich looked tasty. For now though, I’m good on my Jonathan’s fix.  Let’s just say, walking out of there “full as a tick” was an understatement!

I remember when I was a little girl, my grandmother and I would get all dressed up, in our finest dresses of course, hair done, fresh curls, pearls galore wrapped around our necks and wrist.  She would take me to a really nice hotel, one of the fanciest and finest and we would eat finger sandwiches, cookies, petit fours, sip tea and she would teach me about etiquette, how to be a lady at the table and anywhere else of course.

Hattie’s Restaurant, located in the heart of artsy Oak Cliff, Bishop Arts District, reminds me of those nostalgic times with my Grammy.  Everything reminds me of a Southern tea room where girls gossip and can just be…girly girls.  There’s white everywhere, old, polished hardwood floors, rustic wood chests and placed on each table is a single white vase and inside, a single white lily.  Simple and elegant.

Cocktails are always a must in my book.  They make the experience that much better.  Every drink described, sounded irresistible.  My choice to sip on, the South Beach Martini.  A concoction of vanilla vodka, sour apple liqueur and pineapple juice.  I loved it.  I really loved that they didn’t go light on the alcohol.  I’m usually not a fan of anything sour apple, but this I enjoyed.  The vanilla vodka helped to downplay the sour apple flavor.

South Beach Martini

South Beach Martini

At a restaurant like this, where you know everything is made with either a lot of butter, cream, fried, sweet and/or savory, like in the South, it’s kinda hard to choose what to stab your fork into.  Of course I glanced at the menu before my visit, the popular choices were Chicken & Waffles, Shrimp & Grits and the Macaroni & Cheese, but I wanted to be different, I tried another route.  I mixed things up and got the Chicken & Cornmeal Griddlecakes.  I could’ve eaten the whole stack, but I just couldn’t.  I tried, trust me.  The syrup soaked into each cake, every forkful reminded me of my mom’s cornbread, so sweet, it could be cake.  The chicken, huge breast, friend to perfection, crispy on the outside, juicy and hot on the inside, but the piece of chicken itself, wasn’t seasoned at all.  Neither was the breading.  That was a disappointment to me, but I promise it didn’t ruin my experience.

I do know that on my next visit, yes there will be another visit,  I already know what I’m going to get that will make my experience even better.  I’ve heard the Slow Roasted Pulled Pork, which comes with grits and greens, is fantastic.  Word of mouth, means a lot to me and I mean, you can’t ever go wrong with pork, grits and greens.  Great combination!

Chicken & Corn Griddlecakes

Chicken & Corn Griddlecakes

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