The Original Weekend Girls: A Journey of Freedom, Friendship, and Fun

There’s something magical about escaping the noise of everyday life with your closest friends — and that's exactly what the Original Weekend Girls — Simone, Lisa, and Patricia — set out to do.

Just 45 minutes north of Baton Rouge, we found ourselves in a small, charming rural town that offered everything we needed: freedom, quiet, laughter, and a chance to fully embrace the beautiful second half of life.

First stop: Lunch at the cozy Magnolia Café, where the Special of the Day — a brisket burger on a sweet potato bun — was absolutely scrumptious. Trust us, it’s the kind of meal you don’t forget anytime soon!

After lunch, we strolled along Commerce Street and spent the afternoon popping into all the cutesy little boutiques and ended up at The Mercantile. It felt like stepping into a storybook filled with handmade treasures and small-town charm.

Next, we made a quick drive to John James Audubon State Park. The plan was to explore, but a live cannon firing at the Oakley House had us deciding to save that adventure for next time — a decision we didn’t mind at all.

Off we went to our home away from home — Lake Rosemound Bed & Breakfast.

John, the warm and welcoming owner, greeted us at the door. Simone, a frequent visitor, felt right at home and made sure Lisa and Patricia got the full tour. After a quick nap (because what’s a Weekend Girl getaway without one?), we headed back into town for some nighttime fun.

Proud Mary, a blast-from-the-past speakeasy, awaited us with lemon drop martinis, mouth watering pizzas, and a twist on corn dogs that you'll have to discover for yourself! (Hint: it was worth every bite.)

We ended the night where we belonged — sitting by the lake under the stars at Lake Rosemound, soaking in the peace that only deep friendship and nature can offer. Oh, and let's not forget the all-you-can-eat ice cream parlor right at the bed and breakfast — yes, dreams really do come true!

The night melted into deep conversations, heartfelt laughter, and a few sleepy yawns. At some point, we drifted off, only to wake up to the smell of a delicious homemade breakfast: frittatas, blueberry pancakes, and sausage.

After a lazy morning lounging around, we packed up and made our final stop at The Francis Restaurant, where we indulged in some of the best seafood around before heading home — hearts full, spirits lifted, and plans already stirring for our next Weekend Girl adventure.

Until next time...