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New Orleans is still haunted

I figured on Halloween weekend, a few cobwebs are good.  Here’s an oldie but a goodie.

30
Oct 2011
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Emeril was right about kickin’ it up a notch

I like myself some spice.  When I eat the Vietnamese noodle soup, Pho, I could just enjoy the subtle flavors of the chicken broth.  But I don’t.  I load on the Sriracha, that magical and very spicy red condiment that comes in a squeeze bottle.  If it’s Taco Time* in my apartment, I get out the Cholula hot sauce, ’cause that chicken needs some kick.

Food critics like to be challenged by the food they eat.  Fusions between vastly different cuisines, exotic ingredients, unique preparations.  I also like to be challenged by food, but on my budget, I’ve settled on the challenge of eating a tablespoon of wasabi.  Or a chili pepper.  Eating to the point of pain, basically.  That’s how I walk on the wild side.  Well, it’s more like a walk through a partially gentrified neighborhood bordering The Wild Side, but it’s something.

New Orleans is known for its food, and it’s also known for its spice.  And that’s one of the many reasons I like the place.  Watery eyes, running nose–these are usually symptoms of a cold, but if they happen while you’re eating jambalaya, that’s a good thing.  Your body is telling you to stop, that you’re hurting yourself and you should just eat a slice of toast, and yet you continue, chowing down on that sweat-inducing stuff. This is when boys become men.

Some say people hallucinate when they eat incredibly spicy foods.  That hasn’t happened to me yet.  Then again, Thomas Jefferson did suggest I order more naan for my curry…

 

*Taco Time is a very special time of the day when I make myself tacos.

09
Sep 2011
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A Good, Old Fashioned Carriage Ride: no turn on red

What better way to see New Orleans’ French Quarter than than on a horse drawn carriage ride?  It harkens back to a simpler time in history, a time when Henry Ford hadn’t yet thought of that newfangled horseless buggy.  The only thing is, if you take a ride, you’ll have to deal with all the modern technology N’awlins has now.  Like, horseless buggies.  I wonder if one of the steeds is named “Anachronism.”

I didn’t take a carriage ride when I was in New Orleans.  I have taken one before, though, in New York City.  My family and I, after eating at Tavern on the Green, chose to digest with a clip-clopping ride through Central Park.  This was the mid-90s, right after Home Alone 2: Lost in New York came out.  Well, it just so happened that our carriage driver was in the lesser-quality-but-still-highly-enjoyable sequel to Home Alone.  There’s one scene–more like a five second shot–where Kevin hides in a basket on a carriage.  Our driver was the guy that drove Kevin away!  To a young kid (which I was, at the time), this was big time stuff.  For a few glorious minutes, I was one degree away from Kevin McCallister, the kid that had a Talkboy tape recorder and ordered room service ice cream sundaes.

Perhaps deep down, I’ve never entered another carriage because I knew I would never top that New York ride.  I flew too close to the sun.

08
Sep 2011
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Eating My Way through New Orleans

Let me just state the obvious:  New Orleans is known for its food.  From beignets to jambalaya to late night concoctions, if you leave this city hungry, then something’s wrong with you.

11
May 2011
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New Orleans at Night

Now this is the New Orleans that people really want to see.  Don’t get me wrong, daytime hours in this glorious city have their place, too.   But somehow, the jazz sounds better and the booze tastes sweeter after hours.  Well, some of the booze taste sweeter.  Absinthe, regardless of when you drink it, will taste like black licorice, which doesn’t taste the sweetest.  This port town lives up to its reputation as the first Sin City.  The only difference is these weathered building exteriors aren’t facades.  This is real-time stuff.

05
May 2011
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