Full disclosure: This was supposed to be a full-fledged review of Channing Tatum’s New Orleans bar/restaurant, Saints and Sinners, but the cold beverages go down real easy in the Big Easy…
Here’s what I remember about a recent mid-afternoon, mid-week visit to Chan’s place: My friends and I had a GREAT time, the drinks were tasty, the staff couldn’t have been nicer, and we met strangers who now are no longer strangers. We were supposed to stay for one drink and we were there for untold hours. What more can one ask of an afternoon of unexpected revelry? Throw in the occasional image of the sexy actor-owner popping up on the TV screens — and his handsome visage appearing in one prominent piece of art — and you’ve got yourself a damned good time.
You’ll find Saints and Sinners in the busiest part of busy Bourbon Street in NOLA’s historic French Quarter. Bigger than it looks from the outside, it features a main bar, dining area, front patio, upstairs bar, lounge area and balcony, from which Channing himself threw beads during February’s Super Bowl festivities. The property exudes an unrelenting vintage brothel vibe — in other words, if you’re allergic to the color red, this place will be the death of you.
My group didn’t stay conscious long enough to enjoy one of the bar’s many theme nights, which include the intriguing Madam Mondays. You don’t have to be in New Orleans to find out your own Madam Name, however — just go here. (Channing’s is the fabulous “Mama Jezabel Fontaine”; mine is the lame “Old Saucy Jenkins.” I refuse to answer to it.)
Word is that S&S is trying to put together a male burlesque show, a la Channing’s “Magic Mike.” OMG. I hope to return to Saints and Sinners (and New Orleans) one day soon… but if male strippers are involved, my visit will be sooner rather than later. TAKE MY MONEY!
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