| flygirl |
Apr 1st, 2003 08:03 PM |
nah, it was a brass monkey. and it wasn't me!<BR><BR>other impressions of NOLA:<BR><BR>Beignets and chicory cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde<BR><BR>music blaring out of every open door. most of it original/good, some of it 80s hell.<BR><BR>Go-cups before noon. Big Ass Beers to go. Chimay in a 750ml bottle (yep, that is wine bottle size). Bourbon milk punch with a sprinkle of nutmeg. <BR><BR>the aforementioned Rock and Bowl, where Mick Jagger actually ponied up the 5 bucks cover under protest. You rock, you bowl. repeat.<BR><BR>Igor's home of the Hurricane, billed as a Bar, Grill, Gameroom, and Laundromat. spin your clothes as your head spins over the hurricanes.<BR><BR>rows and rows of alcohol slurpees. they look like either ice cream machines or slurpee machines - just pull the lever and off you go.<BR><BR>Fab record store on Decatur - Louisiana Music Factory. Get your fix of jazz here. local music or not.<BR><BR>unique food (or only done well, here): jambalaya<BR>po poys<BR>beignets<BR>fried green tomatoes with shrimp remoulade (uglesichs)<BR>remoulade, period.<BR>"muddy water" at uglesichs (a must try)<BR>turtle soup with sherry<BR>soft shell crab amandine<BR>pralines<BR>crawfish cakes<BR>oysters with all sortsa stuff on em<BR>griled pompano. (yum!)<BR><BR>we waited 2.5 hours for Uglesichs food, and it was so worth it.<BR><BR>streets named after the Muses.<BR><BR>cheesy souvenir shops (no way!)<BR><BR>street cars crammed to the gills.<BR><BR>lines of mule drawn carriages in front of Jackson Square.<BR><BR>beads hanging from the trees along the parade route. funny story - friend of a friend grew up in NOLA and is scarred by Mardi Gras. evidently his siblings used to put him out in front of their house on the parade route, in his little stroller, b/c they could get the most beads that way -everyone chucks them at cute little kids. so he hates Mardi Gras b/c his main memories are of being strapped to a chair as people pelted him with beads! ok, funny in a dark way - but he laughed as he told the story so it's ok.<BR><BR>the D-Day museum<BR><BR>psychics lining Jackson Square. thing is, the day we decided to go out and get our cards read, it rained - and many of them just pulled up on the sidewalk under the awnings. no umbrellas. if a pyschic doesn't have the good sense (or foresight) to have an umbrella with them, welp, can't say I'd have any faith in them anyway!<BR><BR>many many street musicians and all of them good. I sang Sitting on the Dock of the Bay with one group of them (the rest of the group demurred, they just kept trying to push me up to the mike).. and we were serenaded outside of Cafe du Monde daily & even picked up some street music there (yah ok very touristy)<BR><BR>very very friendly people. <BR><BR>we didn't do the HOB Gospel Brunch, or any Sunday brunch actually. I really think I would have exploded. bring me a bucket!<BR><BR>we didn't do any walking tours (bummer!) so next time for sure.<BR><BR>we barely walked through any cemetery. a short bit before we went into Commander's Palace. I noticed a number of tombstones all in German, anyone have any idea why that is? I didn't know NOLA was a stopping place for those of German descent.<BR><BR>we didn't flash anyone. <BR><BR>more to follow..<BR><BR>anyone have any impressions of NOLA they would like to add?<BR><BR>I love it down there, can't wait to go back!!
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