tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45307749957599688292024-03-13T08:45:25.947-07:00NOLA YURPNathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-63708041397837271772009-01-04T08:39:00.000-08:002009-01-04T17:50:50.196-08:00My Foodcation: We Ate Like ChampionsMy friend Juliet from New York came to town for five days for the holidays. She celebrates Hanukkah, I celebrate ... well nothing really, but we were able to meet in mutual celebration of the fact that we both appreciate food to the point where it's almost sick. (Almost.)<br /><br />Her five-day visit soon turned into a Foodcation. I'm sure I'm only skimming the surface of New Orleans's culinary glories, but this newly initiated New Orleanean and her cynical New Yorker friend were impressed:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mother's Restaurant:</span><br />401 Poydras Street<br /><span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span>Yep. Lots of tourists. Worse, they created this annoying line that wrapped clear around the block. Juliet and I were starving and ready to kill each other, but all homicidal tendencies abated once we entered to a tray of biscuits being pulled out of the oven.<br /><br />I never understood the southern obsession with soul food. This was an "Ah-Ha!" moment.<br /><br />I had an omelet with grits, three biscuits, and a huge slab of butter to slather over everything.<br />Juliet had a sandwich named Ralph -- a beef po' boy with ham and cheese.<br /><br />We had to take five minutes after we finished to lean back in our chairs and stare dreamily at our empty plates. The waitress understood and gave us our space. I'm guessing this happens a lot.<br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Galatoire's:</span><br />209 Bourbon Street<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br /></span>I've read many gushing articles about this place, so Juliet and I got dressed in finery (tight dress ... not a good idea ... no room for expansion) and braved the catcalls of Bourbon Street to pay a visit.<br /><br />First impression: a lot of "Haw-Haw"-ing and khaki.<br /><br />But the atmosphere makes you feel just as classy as some of the patrons pretend to be.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG01ejstlPosAHfiTEEasV6ReVxnlaq6wzjzN2WV-BAmet5oybw5gBBm_iIcSL2SmM3Oe7KP8nwbm3JNjPJR6JQZYENoi0h4aKYCessBDCd4E7RXObnMahP7IyVh4rdV-Gkoti_WaBh30/s1600-h/NOLA11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG01ejstlPosAHfiTEEasV6ReVxnlaq6wzjzN2WV-BAmet5oybw5gBBm_iIcSL2SmM3Oe7KP8nwbm3JNjPJR6JQZYENoi0h4aKYCessBDCd4E7RXObnMahP7IyVh4rdV-Gkoti_WaBh30/s400/NOLA11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287273829090068722" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We put our trust in the waiter to impress us with some cocktails and he delivered. He got a bit miffed when I unexpectedly changed my wine choice from red to white, but I appreciated his reverence for the food-wine balance.<br /><br />This is what my lovely dish looked like:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPApdezklTR7Ju_WRZ6NFW1-zDcil6lxYb_6FF2IBjYkuaICJ2ns9OI3fDo9nb9g_Ogq-FD9IWbi5zg-87wJcWZMoO8bNgihkfjtRS4bHwCXg7F0mnScSWbwWvH4f2qW3GSUbUnv6lfnY/s1600-h/NOLA15.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPApdezklTR7Ju_WRZ6NFW1-zDcil6lxYb_6FF2IBjYkuaICJ2ns9OI3fDo9nb9g_Ogq-FD9IWbi5zg-87wJcWZMoO8bNgihkfjtRS4bHwCXg7F0mnScSWbwWvH4f2qW3GSUbUnv6lfnY/s400/NOLA15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287273554175040018" border="0" /></a><br />It didn't leave me with that shit-eating Mother's grin, but the potatoes au-gratin had a lotta character, enhanced, of course, by the cavernous ceiling and antique ceiling fans.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Juan's Flying Burrito: </span><br />2018 Magazine Street<br /><br />I ate here during my first New Orleans visit five years ago, and it is still worth every step of the painfully long trek down Magazine.<br /><br />You can smell the food about a block away. Juliet smelled it too, and looked at me in awe at the glorious culinary images her brain was already conjuring.<br /><br />You're seated and they immediately get down to business with menus and drink orders. The Margaritas helped us to momentarily forget the yearning in our stomachs, as did the salsa and chips.<br /><br />Come to think of it, I think this place specializes in preemptive food and beverage strikes, otherwise starving food enthusiasts like ourselves would have long ago ransacked the kitchen and had our way with the black beans and tortilla shells.<br /><br />We licked our plates -- it doesn't happen often, it's pathetic, but after a plate of glistening black-bean tacos, it had to be done.<br /><br />Here's a song from their web site that heartwrenchingly lists some of the other menu items:<br /><br /><object height="267" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1510570&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1510570&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="267" width="400"></embed></object><br /><a href="http://vimeo.com/1510570">Dave's Flying Burrito</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user404687">Juans Flying Burrito</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mona's:</span><br />Various locations around N.O.<br /><br />A lot of people <a href="http://nolayurp.blogspot.com/2008/09/days-in-new-orleans-increasing.html">know about this place</a>, but I have to extol the virtues of their Lebanese iced tea. It's this delicately floral tasting tea with pine nuts floating on top.<br /><br />I got a cup to go one afternoon (with extra pine nuts), started drinking it while wobbling down Decatur on my bike, and narrowly missed using a small dog as a speedbump -- that's how much I like this stuff.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Turkey Frying:<br /><br /></span>One messed-up southern tradition that could explode your house, melt one of your limbs off, or create a fireball. Most fire departments issue stern warnings against it.<br /><br />Men love it:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1tv6lhXXdEooF8CKTbG-HXKXxi44ARuBXyVTlXe-PX2KSHWS42qR1k_K9_jwrPzuju0G-ZskXgq8BHyLScEL35Q7xsMe9qUEOfRibykfuNjSrI5QEfd0yCfCRbGTAFpojVN9kv3xacA/s1600-h/NOLA13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1tv6lhXXdEooF8CKTbG-HXKXxi44ARuBXyVTlXe-PX2KSHWS42qR1k_K9_jwrPzuju0G-ZskXgq8BHyLScEL35Q7xsMe9qUEOfRibykfuNjSrI5QEfd0yCfCRbGTAFpojVN9kv3xacA/s400/NOLA13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287274379745235602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This a trashcan in front of a house that burned down on Napoleon. Turkey fryer? Highly likely ...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5la_gBYLzFYFd9cUPzPf77PQxb4KPoT5SFKu9-sY1OVg-rejIdbqBvLF10VKHw8M5PAcOpewbQk4j94xzYsOOPJQVpnFrJCQcVpOvxrU4RkyrM39G1MMMMReNckhTpe97kb9jSUO5aE/s1600-h/NOLA8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5la_gBYLzFYFd9cUPzPf77PQxb4KPoT5SFKu9-sY1OVg-rejIdbqBvLF10VKHw8M5PAcOpewbQk4j94xzYsOOPJQVpnFrJCQcVpOvxrU4RkyrM39G1MMMMReNckhTpe97kb9jSUO5aE/s400/NOLA8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287274133863158786" border="0" /> </a><br />-AnnikaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-16751527120438321022009-01-03T21:09:00.001-08:002009-01-03T21:14:23.481-08:00Work Nola<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRWb1OtedY6ds3DeFtILGQvl2l0pBIqpPS-EQPwsLE0tfvMgn9X9aKtn16MNfAi9yUe99CN27cWVnZ2hvYP_ARZBcPZeyhnZ0kIMMK7CAD0qFjrZY4r3BCx_tkGl2xW7kZmh8B6Lnsacy1/s1600-h/work-nola-beta.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRWb1OtedY6ds3DeFtILGQvl2l0pBIqpPS-EQPwsLE0tfvMgn9X9aKtn16MNfAi9yUe99CN27cWVnZ2hvYP_ARZBcPZeyhnZ0kIMMK7CAD0qFjrZY4r3BCx_tkGl2xW7kZmh8B6Lnsacy1/s400/work-nola-beta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287302188549797250" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.worknola.com"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESLZunMONDSTjBxlkDGjOotpbHTNDx_7t2e_GfINXcb2_fAFrMAxcUYpHms5c0ssVpg9NzzicwVb7Bf1oMvHoHlpNWpRJu_5D4NniGel5Mf43KEhmUVzf2f9vNMQX4eu5Wwtc74665vHd/s1600-h/worknola-beta-eletter(2).png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESLZunMONDSTjBxlkDGjOotpbHTNDx_7t2e_GfINXcb2_fAFrMAxcUYpHms5c0ssVpg9NzzicwVb7Bf1oMvHoHlpNWpRJu_5D4NniGel5Mf43KEhmUVzf2f9vNMQX4eu5Wwtc74665vHd/s400/worknola-beta-eletter(2).png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287301528217332386" /></a></a><br /><br />Join <a href="http://www.worknola.com">worknola.com</a>- new job finding website will launch March 1stNathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-4536636880815859532008-12-17T08:44:00.000-08:002008-12-17T08:54:47.747-08:00YURP Profiles: Westley Bayas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8dCQO8HcFc7uJYELMpDlLl7RadOR-ey4t_QqU_ylZEcWigK4JhwOyfgkyKjvZWSk-4o1jkTabpuLq42a2FAXFtTzPwAXVJbHHUngLG36hye0-J0LthOdhQvoyQDP-71wXcabMzX_JDg8/s1600-h/IMG_0975.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL8dCQO8HcFc7uJYELMpDlLl7RadOR-ey4t_QqU_ylZEcWigK4JhwOyfgkyKjvZWSk-4o1jkTabpuLq42a2FAXFtTzPwAXVJbHHUngLG36hye0-J0LthOdhQvoyQDP-71wXcabMzX_JDg8/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280801326324921346" /></a><br />By Isaac Arnsdorf <br /><br />When Westley Bayas, who grew up in New Orleans, left for college, he said he never planned to come back. He fully expected to live somewhere else. But today he is the director of community outreach for Phoenix of New Orleans, a rebuilding non-profit named after the mythical bird that is reborn from ashes.<br /><br /> Asked what changed his mind, he answered immediately, “Katrina.”<br /><br /> He was a student at Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge at the time. The gym was converted into a makeshift triage center, and Westley volunteered to help. “I realized I had to go back home,” he said. “I wanted to play whatever part I could to make it into the New Orleans I remembered.”<br /><br /> He remembers the look and the feel, the neighbors shooting the breeze on their porches. But after Katrina, he saw overgrown grass, and blocks and blocks of emptiness. He wants to help bring the old New Orleans back.<br /><br /> Hopefully a little better, he added. At Phoenix, he helps displaced homeowners get back into their homes. Now he expects to stay for the foreseeable future. “I need to stay,” he said. “I’m taking part in a lot of things to improve the city and push it in the direction that I want.”<br /><br /> As New Orleans rebuilds, it has opportunities for young people to get jobs for which they would not otherwise be qualified, to start businesses or to “blaze their own path,” Westley said. “New Orleans is a place where young people can come and prove themselves.”Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-60860376987305697352008-12-04T08:11:00.001-08:002008-12-04T11:06:58.431-08:00I'm Just Here for the Gin and Horses<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ97781FUCwMtF9s0r8X_nwqExBuPflgLQ4tsJ1pzvb1nwBrG2PtuXoM79F-tBqGsFhfmCf1y-awcm5S3n2FbviKvORfAp1A77a9x8io-rRli8DK1q33HiHTMFEJiqPqBw6i0PWENYbSQ/s1600-h/Ciggy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ97781FUCwMtF9s0r8X_nwqExBuPflgLQ4tsJ1pzvb1nwBrG2PtuXoM79F-tBqGsFhfmCf1y-awcm5S3n2FbviKvORfAp1A77a9x8io-rRli8DK1q33HiHTMFEJiqPqBw6i0PWENYbSQ/s400/Ciggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275968599307700802" border="0" /></a>I spent Thanksgiving at the New Orleans Fair Ground Racetrack. I'm a sucker for showy hats, cigars, and horses, so the experience appealed to me immensely... despite making only $4.<br /><br /><a href="http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/12/04/freak-shots-at-the-races/">Here</a> is my writeup of the experience on the blog I edit (my day job), along with some semi-interesting betting analysis and news about how the racetrack is boosting New Orleans's economy.<br /><br />The photo above was taken by Sean Gardner (a local) for U.S.A. Today. I'm the one with the cigar.<br /><br />-AnnikaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-50314652431809686982008-11-30T19:12:00.000-08:002008-11-30T19:20:41.427-08:00YURP Profiles: John MooreIsaac Arnsdorf, a student at Yale, is writing different profiles about YURPs. The first one is about John Moore. Contact isaac@nolayurp.org if you would like to be profiled.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk_0Mu0bqhyphenhyphenEDMQDah4avSVb7Q85We5Mz9MWncILjtJXPLcxsI0b7K-GUKS-Ttz86nKLyZAmEPG8ZoIhje32bCpDTxtKRrAOv6NYRPKNhUFlvk_X4WgLS3BbaLxdC0HlJclNuy3jCwbtG8/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk_0Mu0bqhyphenhyphenEDMQDah4avSVb7Q85We5Mz9MWncILjtJXPLcxsI0b7K-GUKS-Ttz86nKLyZAmEPG8ZoIhje32bCpDTxtKRrAOv6NYRPKNhUFlvk_X4WgLS3BbaLxdC0HlJclNuy3jCwbtG8/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274655817011049186" /></a><br /><br /><br /> John Moore left New Orleans for college with no intention of returning. Then when Katrina hit, he thought it was the city’s death knell. He tried to convince his family to stay with him in Atlanta.<br /><br /> But they would return, and — in a twist of fate — so would he. John took a job with Global Green, an environmental non-profit developing affordable and sustainable housing in New Orleans’ Lower Ninth Ward. Today he is an energy and environmental policy analyst in the city government’s newly founded energy unit.<br /><br /> John’s roots in New Orleans stretch back five generations to the earliest settlers of the city. But as John followed another family tradition — becoming a third-generation student at Morehouse — he thought he would leave the Bayou behind.<br /><br /> So did leagues of his peers. New Orleans’ population has been declining since 1960, and young people in particular were leaving the city en masse in recent decades. Katrina, John thought, would be the knockout blow.<br /><br /> But the opposite happened. Since the storm, young people have started flocking back to the city, including John.<br /><br /> “I felt like I had to return,” he said. “That’s what I knew I had to do, and I did it.”<br /><br /> John was in Atlanta interning for Southface, another environmental non-profit, when the storm hit. His family took refuge with him but were determined to return, despite John’s urging otherwise.<br /><br /> John studied architecture in college and helped develop an eco-friendly dorm. At a major conference of U.S. developers, he caught Global Green’s eye. They wanted him to join the Holy Cross Project, which partnered with Brad Pitt to sponsor a design competition for sustainably redeveloping the devastated Lower Ninth Ward.<br /><br /> At first, John didn’t want to go back. But when he realized all his family was returning, it wasn’t even a choice anymore, he said. His grandmother, aunt and cousins were all trying to rebuild their homes, and he knew he could help.<br /><br /> But the city he returned to was not the city he remembered. Surrounding by roving military police, he rode around the neighborhoods where he grew up. John said it was like looking at ghosts.<br /><br /> “It was a gut-wrenching thing to see all these neighborhoods destroyed,” he said, “like, the first place I hung out, or the first place I had a beer.”<br /><br /> Though John felt a sense of duty in his homecoming, in other ways he had to make some sacrifices. He had been accepted to architecture school in California, which he deferred to join Global Green. In some ways, he said, he had to put the rest of his life on the back burner. But that’s because he had a responsibility in New Orleans that came first.<br /><br /> His new job with the city runs through 2009, so he’s sure he’ll be in town at least that long. After that, he’s not sure where grad school or career moves might take him. He wants to be back in school by 2010. For now, he’s been working with Tulane as a consultant on sustainable construction.<br /><br /> As he returned to help his family recover, he joined of movement of young people helping to rebuild his hometown.<br /><br /> “I’m passionate about what I’m doing,” he said. “I feel like I have some effect. I want to see if I can push the ball forward.”Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-63532338628866906312008-10-27T20:21:00.000-07:002008-12-04T08:10:16.946-08:00When You're Serious About Getting Stuff Done, and Eating a Homemade Bran Muffin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrjNsylBBaPWbLoiXemDwVh2AhWnhq9e7MpiA6X0pxarMN2GD2ogrbatR6RIUoPECncM5SbhwEekF2IYlqQ5t5HMrqrTaoBO41JfUcXboXJznKQjkERD9TnS1H8a1IlOnaZMWF6uNdas/s1600-h/Ooutside.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrjNsylBBaPWbLoiXemDwVh2AhWnhq9e7MpiA6X0pxarMN2GD2ogrbatR6RIUoPECncM5SbhwEekF2IYlqQ5t5HMrqrTaoBO41JfUcXboXJznKQjkERD9TnS1H8a1IlOnaZMWF6uNdas/s200/Ooutside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799757850196018" border="0" /></a><o:p>I dragged myself to the Orange Couch cafe (2339 Royal St.) last Monday with a hangover still lingering from the weekend and a yucky work deadline staring at me from an hour ahead.<br /></o:p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRD0EqAVpH3kmHiJbp-4kDuHG3L7ZG7sHnBMBUEsAflJMVdEyFDknX9KAuxuFv_OOnylXIJFDyyAjXXDhaxBl28cOpt9N2a5jCaU-3UtsWINLcV2Vge2EMofdbWkuHvfFOpKMD00S5Tvs/s1600-h/Ocouch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRD0EqAVpH3kmHiJbp-4kDuHG3L7ZG7sHnBMBUEsAflJMVdEyFDknX9KAuxuFv_OOnylXIJFDyyAjXXDhaxBl28cOpt9N2a5jCaU-3UtsWINLcV2Vge2EMofdbWkuHvfFOpKMD00S5Tvs/s200/Ocouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799925433676098" border="0" /></a><br />I love sitting in New Orleans cafes (listening to gossip-masked-as-small-talk, making said gossip-talk with the few people I'm starting to recognize).<br /><br />But that day I needed this place (which just opened two days prior) to part the thick fog of too much gin and bar bands.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-RqMymmq8d6D7zu0Dr_v8-_49oebtkLCLQ8bAHfO4KncMKXl_Wq27BeWSUOP_CnFtY2ttiHr-V76RAAWiZkpaGdCWYSTBf7XhodB9UX6Xj8Blc22Rye9wD3vQ5wffZVcsr-KRKAW-iI/s1600-h/Ocomp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-RqMymmq8d6D7zu0Dr_v8-_49oebtkLCLQ8bAHfO4KncMKXl_Wq27BeWSUOP_CnFtY2ttiHr-V76RAAWiZkpaGdCWYSTBf7XhodB9UX6Xj8Blc22Rye9wD3vQ5wffZVcsr-KRKAW-iI/s320/Ocomp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262802485383397154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I set up my laptop and spread the tools of my trade on a luxurious expanse of white table under the reassurance of everlasting wireless.<br /><br /><br />With other people on laptops around me, I felt like part of a productive brotherhood. (This is my brain on three jobs.)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Upon walking in, everyone realizes this place isn't from around here. (The owner, in fact, is from San Francisco.) But they go on to marvel at the light fixtures and order the highly-recommended mango black tea.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqcxsiUOG2Nsm-GRahOvn7YA9l2Xj4ouTsR2zT8V7AGIHXjeHzchQv0AqA9CUp3kEXB-0xifQjbzSdZEqq9jObJostYlbD-QYlGXKhaX1SweqNUd2eeCnkqkWWmIGxfafTxf1_sWWTQDo/s1600-h/Ocounter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqcxsiUOG2Nsm-GRahOvn7YA9l2Xj4ouTsR2zT8V7AGIHXjeHzchQv0AqA9CUp3kEXB-0xifQjbzSdZEqq9jObJostYlbD-QYlGXKhaX1SweqNUd2eeCnkqkWWmIGxfafTxf1_sWWTQDo/s400/Ocounter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262800877118448370" border="0" /></a><br />One guy even asked permission to have ice-cream with his coffee.<br /><br />I rewarded myself for doing stuff with a piece of green-tea <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mochi">Mochi</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbOmbr23UomgBJqQ9Hc-pvfde3aJfSjc_akHmoQ0GGixoIjKm0pgnIlwUmHvi3GJwFhRMjaJSvKrANge86cLTrkzUvMTqwe_APVuBz-kF9zyZHUub3imr-ZWcrI8DroAf05lPaiP7hMw/s1600-h/Omochi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbOmbr23UomgBJqQ9Hc-pvfde3aJfSjc_akHmoQ0GGixoIjKm0pgnIlwUmHvi3GJwFhRMjaJSvKrANge86cLTrkzUvMTqwe_APVuBz-kF9zyZHUub3imr-ZWcrI8DroAf05lPaiP7hMw/s400/Omochi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262801174776030946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was on the wall somewhere in the cafe. Look for it if you go there.<br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvodcvfyFhBICNOOPoBXZHv2GyDqmIyROnn9zNWJl1OOarsuPAdESdgm_-kdt5JFAnlyE2Rmx9EQrb6lrMPHGKgiwH-EEewWXfBZY6mFd5PCbCBVbEsVD7f77mKbTIty7nkP4tdhdIFo/s1600-h/OGraffiti.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkvodcvfyFhBICNOOPoBXZHv2GyDqmIyROnn9zNWJl1OOarsuPAdESdgm_-kdt5JFAnlyE2Rmx9EQrb6lrMPHGKgiwH-EEewWXfBZY6mFd5PCbCBVbEsVD7f77mKbTIty7nkP4tdhdIFo/s400/OGraffiti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262801324693495186" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">They're open until 10. I don't know if I'm cool enough to go there late-night (at least not without a serious beehive or maybe a jumpsuit), but here's what it looks like:<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjfHCn9SrFn_PNqmusKBOI11DPLDqx2CXHvWuMBpIUiFTNHzJdYhqRYDA5pDIkiLHzWNyXX8757TA48Kds4SZo4Pu_k3k_F3wAtCF4zy2faZd-4rrttpsKAMdURxzJf7oZgFxb5jRLZg/s1600-h/Onight+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPjfHCn9SrFn_PNqmusKBOI11DPLDqx2CXHvWuMBpIUiFTNHzJdYhqRYDA5pDIkiLHzWNyXX8757TA48Kds4SZo4Pu_k3k_F3wAtCF4zy2faZd-4rrttpsKAMdURxzJf7oZgFxb5jRLZg/s400/Onight+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262801493775360850" border="0" /></a><br />-AnnikaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-43538489840024207742008-10-20T21:09:00.001-07:002008-10-21T15:33:56.681-07:00Getting My Hair Did<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>I hate hair salons: the $60 for a haircut, the "funky L.A. vibe," the stilted hairdresser-client prattle. </o:p></p> Every Monday at the R Bar, New Orleans provides a hair-cutting experience that involves none of the above:<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihHrHgF-U2apiqZQZLiJ4esP3wAJWnTxq-KqjGdCuRQaeYi66IcHwen65K1HPiPKbfNI7LlpzBR8ZrNei7Nn59biS86E2C6HNMtXoQ7UnaZKCefLvrcfhospM9-SJXABFkMW5c-nb0YK0/s1600-h/Hair1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihHrHgF-U2apiqZQZLiJ4esP3wAJWnTxq-KqjGdCuRQaeYi66IcHwen65K1HPiPKbfNI7LlpzBR8ZrNei7Nn59biS86E2C6HNMtXoQ7UnaZKCefLvrcfhospM9-SJXABFkMW5c-nb0YK0/s400/Hair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259454659086495186" border="0" /></a> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p>As I folded my laundry last night and waited for 9 p.m. to roll around, I was nervous about two things: what $10 could do to my hair, and whether I would look like a loser sitting at a bar alone waiting for a haircut.<br /></o:p></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqTJQ-7pzjhcBTsji7LS6YqhOWLsk5aVK0QdSQcfmrinVd7r-a4KDwcLkWHw1yFyHvC7ifAunZDupUB5eetZyVQT3Hv8pDUpsvUQqFdCIWgLhgEYcuHBwhfkLFgzQzoqSXXM9_8EdZ-c/s1600-h/Hair7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqTJQ-7pzjhcBTsji7LS6YqhOWLsk5aVK0QdSQcfmrinVd7r-a4KDwcLkWHw1yFyHvC7ifAunZDupUB5eetZyVQT3Hv8pDUpsvUQqFdCIWgLhgEYcuHBwhfkLFgzQzoqSXXM9_8EdZ-c/s400/Hair7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455195835089778" border="0" /></a><br />There were two people in line before me. I ordered my drink at the bar, marveling at the low price (my $4 drink would have been $7 in NYC), then tried my best to ignore the current haircut being performed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMxmazpvsb3hItsAVnnhw04pKAddEWkjnvd56s9FiNwYtM9LGt3OxWa2HhOgBs0vZR2vbXpwaeHzFbs-f61GrZyixeUBAmHo44A1NInyTeeM0yxfTe8qvFTsLa23J_T1b_c29miu7Sdg/s1600-h/Hair3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMxmazpvsb3hItsAVnnhw04pKAddEWkjnvd56s9FiNwYtM9LGt3OxWa2HhOgBs0vZR2vbXpwaeHzFbs-f61GrZyixeUBAmHo44A1NInyTeeM0yxfTe8qvFTsLa23J_T1b_c29miu7Sdg/s400/Hair3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455185789769410" border="0" /></a><br />Everyone else was more enthralled with the sex scene in the movie <span style="font-style: italic;">Fear</span> being projected over the bar. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_lYOvQDsZ2gGnr_tmKDOlJnDmmDHv8mips2NxQntmIg5UYPJxMfAiXmnysIYLXurRZk3Rtqfg3kJmHqN3ibqWvQfiHD9ugBiKJxX9t5oeaeFX6IdR7M5zD3L3SERAWhzHnFq7rq8HvLE/s1600-h/Hair2.jpg"><br /></a><p class="MsoNormal">When it was my turn, the hairdresser summoned me from my bar stool, I gave a quick, jittery description of what I wanted, and the cutting commenced.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">I never caught her name -- or any conversation at all -- but she did pause once to tell an inebriated regular named Dan (?) to get out.<br /></p> Though I felt pretty cavalier gripping my gin and tonic while my hair flew in pieces behind me, I was taking mental stock of my hat and bandanna options.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_lYOvQDsZ2gGnr_tmKDOlJnDmmDHv8mips2NxQntmIg5UYPJxMfAiXmnysIYLXurRZk3Rtqfg3kJmHqN3ibqWvQfiHD9ugBiKJxX9t5oeaeFX6IdR7M5zD3L3SERAWhzHnFq7rq8HvLE/s1600-h/Hair2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_lYOvQDsZ2gGnr_tmKDOlJnDmmDHv8mips2NxQntmIg5UYPJxMfAiXmnysIYLXurRZk3Rtqfg3kJmHqN3ibqWvQfiHD9ugBiKJxX9t5oeaeFX6IdR7M5zD3L3SERAWhzHnFq7rq8HvLE/s400/Hair2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259454790146257490" border="0" /></a><br />I paid the $10 as advertised, plus $3 for tip, and sat back down at the bar to let my hair dry and pick some split ends out of my drink.<br /><br />I received immediate, slightly beer-goggled, reviews from two gentlemen at the bar. One liked my style so much, he was thinking of having a seat himself. <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyTbTJgxJkfi_0JTGFvIE1MxEe-AXcLMv8hYQpg_uUt23k0Da5fm-rEGtcoGo7B04v-HvUAo1yTkfm-UW-vP6-sJcJVIXdDMWx3vQPR5XrJP9JJhcB1sA3BtuOD2Yd-61t_Yj_DjPhm_s/s1600-h/Hair5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyTbTJgxJkfi_0JTGFvIE1MxEe-AXcLMv8hYQpg_uUt23k0Da5fm-rEGtcoGo7B04v-HvUAo1yTkfm-UW-vP6-sJcJVIXdDMWx3vQPR5XrJP9JJhcB1sA3BtuOD2Yd-61t_Yj_DjPhm_s/s400/Hair5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455192723077586" border="0" /></a><br />When I got home, I thanked my mirror that it looked like this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUrHgI8kN6nYXusONR-1Tl9C89ZEUHe3xrRbI68amPLOWsX2Z8qdqjyaIsvLgF8tbuX72NBF4LoH9AJhAV26wQCbS0SiGKYfyMx4H4wcrsOtx1CnsMJmJQPY4HYdZbTVCHoNkGeLxqghk/s1600-h/Hair6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUrHgI8kN6nYXusONR-1Tl9C89ZEUHe3xrRbI68amPLOWsX2Z8qdqjyaIsvLgF8tbuX72NBF4LoH9AJhAV26wQCbS0SiGKYfyMx4H4wcrsOtx1CnsMJmJQPY4HYdZbTVCHoNkGeLxqghk/s400/Hair6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259455189480356178" border="0" /></a>-AnnikaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-25468608832798929392008-10-20T20:06:00.000-07:002008-10-20T20:08:08.084-07:00Juvenile/Troy Andrews NOLA YURP Fundraiser<a href="http://www.ticketweb.com/t3/sale/SaleEventDetail?dispatch=loadSelectionData&eventId=305557"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikotvx0MoIDTEaMqJPU0vT2bBUXpRvnxlOXVvpzgeYg1Hs4CJJUcR1pf_IA3X6_8gezRKjtNw8NtxpyX4uJLiNC8xV743riO3M59NfoFoCrtyQouRMHVv-Hv5A-hC4WXGk4hTSWGNUfEqT/s1600-h/juve_poster_revised_email.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikotvx0MoIDTEaMqJPU0vT2bBUXpRvnxlOXVvpzgeYg1Hs4CJJUcR1pf_IA3X6_8gezRKjtNw8NtxpyX4uJLiNC8xV743riO3M59NfoFoCrtyQouRMHVv-Hv5A-hC4WXGk4hTSWGNUfEqT/s400/juve_poster_revised_email.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259438294910960290" /></a><br /></a><br /><br />Click above and click on the NOLA YURP ticketNathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-26154380780508776982008-10-11T08:29:00.000-07:002008-10-11T17:48:27.281-07:00Sweet Sweat<p class="MsoNormal">A week and a half ago, I pulled out of my street in <st1:city><st1:place>Astoria</st1:place></st1:city>, <st1:place>Queens</st1:place> and drove myself and <a href="http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/">my job</a> 24 hours south. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>With stinging culture shock and festering loneliness, my first priority here was finding a place to box.<br /></p>My gym in Queens had been zealously air-conditioned, with polished water fountains and the latest elliptical wonders.<p class="MsoNormal"></p><o:p></o:p>The <st1:street><st1:address>Freret Street</st1:address></st1:street> boxing gym I found here is ten times better:<br /><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikG437_c6pDHmRQQKUg2Px1Awzs7yNURNsu9kD2mLM4oJ5IJZkkJrjSCbdI4FURuRN48qa7vrg92SNwmzH6QPPDIf9TMaXcmI3njisXwHpSy_4RTeZCB3RufV1dbhpjMwRKkdH8FZuY_k/s1600-h/Boxing3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikG437_c6pDHmRQQKUg2Px1Awzs7yNURNsu9kD2mLM4oJ5IJZkkJrjSCbdI4FURuRN48qa7vrg92SNwmzH6QPPDIf9TMaXcmI3njisXwHpSy_4RTeZCB3RufV1dbhpjMwRKkdH8FZuY_k/s400/Boxing3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255919899443750450" border="0" /></a><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">There's no air conditioning, not even a merciful fan: you only go here when you’re very comfortable oozing sweat-rivers in front of others.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRPyU7N865qPjx6lS1ZAbz9xDYKDw_9SkmOep9aQLQprfhoBPTyNWhUJMHUjS0SqR5fKiPBpzQhAJ3aLcUHEc2mU_2KyRHt2BDLMTnMkjuP7vTMVZvFhWfUWpQNt1WWqdyMixWf_KrfY/s1600-h/Box2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRPyU7N865qPjx6lS1ZAbz9xDYKDw_9SkmOep9aQLQprfhoBPTyNWhUJMHUjS0SqR5fKiPBpzQhAJ3aLcUHEc2mU_2KyRHt2BDLMTnMkjuP7vTMVZvFhWfUWpQNt1WWqdyMixWf_KrfY/s400/Box2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255919272657574866" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>The owner Mike, a former New Yorker, is always perched on a picnick table blocking the main door. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>On Saturdays he has a beer in hand. Last Sunday, he had a black eye. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>“Bar fight,” he tells me. He didn’t win, he says, but that’s because there were two guys.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9YNbej-1sDIKXLY45HeXOe5KyELqAxw1nosd2GCuZVB5LWSPhtj2_FuuWqkVJRraeEbN9I_4aPQsY4KkbnyFx-4EGN32xCn7PshodzbuyDEm3QfkcS1BKPE4PDx-W2rkKg4vknNBD8As/s1600-h/Box4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9YNbej-1sDIKXLY45HeXOe5KyELqAxw1nosd2GCuZVB5LWSPhtj2_FuuWqkVJRraeEbN9I_4aPQsY4KkbnyFx-4EGN32xCn7PshodzbuyDEm3QfkcS1BKPE4PDx-W2rkKg4vknNBD8As/s400/Box4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255919602146086562" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal">The speed bag is new, the stationary bike, a little worn -- but it gives you hell, <span style=""></span> especially to the overhead speakers cranking out Queen’s “<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cxbFLYa0_bw">Find Me Somebody To Love</a>.”</p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1y6qwc-ktKO0xnbXhBsO6aWZIu05aC-t9_tepB54yTJ04hMeNL1tLLJyAoKHtaS2Zx3qs3KX9TOAWl09cEXfw03eAvtULTjco-UaQDS38EcAXish8G-9pL_bEur2zvbE-OiL5xjXKOMU/s1600-h/Box1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1y6qwc-ktKO0xnbXhBsO6aWZIu05aC-t9_tepB54yTJ04hMeNL1tLLJyAoKHtaS2Zx3qs3KX9TOAWl09cEXfw03eAvtULTjco-UaQDS38EcAXish8G-9pL_bEur2zvbE-OiL5xjXKOMU/s400/Box1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255919157483628994" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal">Though almost everything here is straightforward/no frills, Mike frequently shows off the colored lights he strung along the walls.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> “It’s like Vegas,” he explains.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSEYvl9ITsltLMAGdC_CbRuXbszhz2H0wIrVa0TKcHKMeu-pI3Imm9tZ3xhGp8pjstLAq-PGGtWrowGq9ibPjZ4BL-UYh5pauSyDERUccxSVpG9NYe0dmHxBWqAZyMNldA017B7_thes/s1600-h/Box3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSEYvl9ITsltLMAGdC_CbRuXbszhz2H0wIrVa0TKcHKMeu-pI3Imm9tZ3xhGp8pjstLAq-PGGtWrowGq9ibPjZ4BL-UYh5pauSyDERUccxSVpG9NYe0dmHxBWqAZyMNldA017B7_thes/s400/Box3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255919412242867138" border="0" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal">The gym’s only shower was free when I finished my first workout, but I didn’t bother. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It felt too good to walk outside into the Freret Street fair, dripping in sweat, feel the breeze, smell the empanadas, guiltlessly throw down two, buy a little black slip-dress for $20, and walk back down Napoleon to catch the streetcar.</p> That same day, walking down Canal Street, I found the statue of Ignatius from <span style="font-style: italic;">A Confederacy of Dunces</span> I'd been looking for since I got here:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsNZ4YWd8xNgGaUwLfqj_haX2z3QGVKKyyk6EFeVJwBWJKRUOG64BwmaMWWM152ujvQgxxg5YaAncU7sIJCh7nprdnXZldZKFIr8GqIb_OJa5VFE33m0HKEBJDAALiQmFNfrBu4OmBEQ0/s1600-h/Ignacius2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsNZ4YWd8xNgGaUwLfqj_haX2z3QGVKKyyk6EFeVJwBWJKRUOG64BwmaMWWM152ujvQgxxg5YaAncU7sIJCh7nprdnXZldZKFIr8GqIb_OJa5VFE33m0HKEBJDAALiQmFNfrBu4OmBEQ0/s400/Ignacius2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255920160518797074" border="0" /></a><br />-AnnikaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-20749219171574033362008-10-06T09:31:00.001-07:002008-10-06T09:31:26.206-07:00Voting Day in New Orleans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWSGVgH5cyKcP-GIpbdmTx5sxNjyg_z9rKCjdmdJoI4CGqPGsTFJz744Chi-LEIj9jhHc9mlWzw6zagO__zhWCdsdf_KZFhS0q5cbLtQY57jEoMn0BdG1LOU6GxaqY9EHf2OplNpMwJ45/s1600-h/IMG_0967.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWSGVgH5cyKcP-GIpbdmTx5sxNjyg_z9rKCjdmdJoI4CGqPGsTFJz744Chi-LEIj9jhHc9mlWzw6zagO__zhWCdsdf_KZFhS0q5cbLtQY57jEoMn0BdG1LOU6GxaqY9EHf2OplNpMwJ45/s320/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078932681090946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqq15nxfVgkUxHObm2HCXpcdp5Cr3qBBKONN7b171F74MbdDxB5k3viaY5sL2mfOBZykDZhxTQvOsKreCqzleJo4zG6v_SfX5UvrSAIfwoLk4kyN0NtiaIcxoU3I95u_NPAGjOgAoA2jbG/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY04m7pulsLjFHpKgvDgQqpjDVyCifeIsLFptMf0YVms1jophrXp_aekmc7v6cY2WRCml4sB-9a64hEtoVVNaRYFWvtWDQBHp6skvO48-6F8D3EqGp5eHXFMgN1XgGtiAUyeV9X0THJfoa/s320/1c6c558e6bf2ae1633646c8b22c99fe0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253027376611293234" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMz-lR0j2OL8VmO4jFTHqC3zLGobdry38WZSHfASxZWi-gQsMDRL_3ABAyDreCw7qZNgQWT3ThGr25oZBF3nhkOVp4z9DZgpxlJT7pRu4JDJ7RcUmoiyKRWs3qsUFBgqYaK0zKHwwQdMN/s1600-h/093cf1160b56073818e838efb09e0077.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMz-lR0j2OL8VmO4jFTHqC3zLGobdry38WZSHfASxZWi-gQsMDRL_3ABAyDreCw7qZNgQWT3ThGr25oZBF3nhkOVp4z9DZgpxlJT7pRu4JDJ7RcUmoiyKRWs3qsUFBgqYaK0zKHwwQdMN/s320/093cf1160b56073818e838efb09e0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253027690729126818" /></a>Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-62310731989635125862008-09-28T11:05:00.000-07:002008-09-28T12:39:45.214-07:00Last Blog. It’s dark/stark.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q07X9Hzj6jMOGZClHZ0fmr1Ooyb_WID9Ng5h7n9OWNKKSC2Wqq1jAmNzj5nhH3ROYAKSHtqbaqz_jdUoimJD553fZED99bUjjdpqY5kPY2NHsHIvuQTWOEfkyASX43oeKuZVwZ45B3E/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q07X9Hzj6jMOGZClHZ0fmr1Ooyb_WID9Ng5h7n9OWNKKSC2Wqq1jAmNzj5nhH3ROYAKSHtqbaqz_jdUoimJD553fZED99bUjjdpqY5kPY2NHsHIvuQTWOEfkyASX43oeKuZVwZ45B3E/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251150892830730210" /></a><br /><br />I have a lot to cover and my attention span has been hampered by a severe personality disorder called weakness of self worth and hygiene. I tread lightly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmIqL5p6-F7_X_IPwAlPSJ2lrZBe1zzoVBLZ1xAC8Vxj8zdLX3n3Y80eV3Ot_y7SBnrTzDIrHxO4VU9Y8yC9MdF-sAqgrJceHPESf0M3KJf5E5o9ApL81nNr9cCLIpq5OcsoxNfLHbOms/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmIqL5p6-F7_X_IPwAlPSJ2lrZBe1zzoVBLZ1xAC8Vxj8zdLX3n3Y80eV3Ot_y7SBnrTzDIrHxO4VU9Y8yC9MdF-sAqgrJceHPESf0M3KJf5E5o9ApL81nNr9cCLIpq5OcsoxNfLHbOms/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251148737388919890" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkNu1V8A7CT06ixL1rhiqO8MuWjr7NYluPFRK7BAWAVj41873nzeIL_5R_bk_D9xf6YtBulmaEzBbXrYifvrnufFBTRjN2MWzQkxsZ2DiZ4FMAtzJkX0wxQVthGhUP0e4kgiVwSbHBTE/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkNu1V8A7CT06ixL1rhiqO8MuWjr7NYluPFRK7BAWAVj41873nzeIL_5R_bk_D9xf6YtBulmaEzBbXrYifvrnufFBTRjN2MWzQkxsZ2DiZ4FMAtzJkX0wxQVthGhUP0e4kgiVwSbHBTE/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149752789966914" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6eqI63Pyh6iH8IEgETAVTRlq78cKi1bXWY2F9GK9ntifpSybYLZdvPtt2ApWkVNhmKXYiRteXwz1XzACmMiTzkoHkboNK45mdTW3TO-PieSjcbQ-HSI9muLzjAiYLufC-sLcRLKg5lhY/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6eqI63Pyh6iH8IEgETAVTRlq78cKi1bXWY2F9GK9ntifpSybYLZdvPtt2ApWkVNhmKXYiRteXwz1XzACmMiTzkoHkboNK45mdTW3TO-PieSjcbQ-HSI9muLzjAiYLufC-sLcRLKg5lhY/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149764427565458" /></a><br /><br />The Mckenna Museum of African Art had an exhibition of local artist, Ayo Y. Scott, son of the late John T. Scott. The museum is in a beautiful Antebellum house in a quiet neighborhood Uptown. The place is worth checking out for it’s other installations alone, including a series of pictures from Africa during the 1960’s.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7AtlbSfEE6fQWBoibqqi4wp1KbncjJAMc-Eob1w3yhlMVbq6vk9ssvtyxtsRmRXYwTkyT_bNatmEYIcRd-AeRYKjbmbcR-wsWJSVbt0El9o17fcnU2WCOvVSEClZkkM1NuB1NfEnxU44/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7AtlbSfEE6fQWBoibqqi4wp1KbncjJAMc-Eob1w3yhlMVbq6vk9ssvtyxtsRmRXYwTkyT_bNatmEYIcRd-AeRYKjbmbcR-wsWJSVbt0El9o17fcnU2WCOvVSEClZkkM1NuB1NfEnxU44/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149758639020978" /></a><br /><br />Ayo’s work was a lot of fun, much of the time not taking itself to seriously, which was nice, unapologetically bright colors and very recent pop culture references made for a casual viewing. He did have more serious work, as seen in this piece about the overall rebuilding process.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzwTqUPTdODzBqX-sXGdpbPmfwBnRd3bCx4zPk9E6EhTZiFwsPx0VeRLYNqbFEMBnuLIt0bQR5eKBREttaNAEuGXgvdxSdeNisua5d0gaJK07-mxK-nPTwIHMlUjL68pQe1lQpF2sOrk/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzwTqUPTdODzBqX-sXGdpbPmfwBnRd3bCx4zPk9E6EhTZiFwsPx0VeRLYNqbFEMBnuLIt0bQR5eKBREttaNAEuGXgvdxSdeNisua5d0gaJK07-mxK-nPTwIHMlUjL68pQe1lQpF2sOrk/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149736721665282" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvTXy3eLHxeviRavWUe1DUgpYgz9SE_evDU2Ge-K8AuxYwxEyppghelEt8POCy7AVDhp2V-gcwEYFPkQzcllqZHpYWDS_Hf2nmAbu00Shyirlg66WdcUzq_KGih42ZLlRGC8B4pUXlQQ/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvTXy3eLHxeviRavWUe1DUgpYgz9SE_evDU2Ge-K8AuxYwxEyppghelEt8POCy7AVDhp2V-gcwEYFPkQzcllqZHpYWDS_Hf2nmAbu00Shyirlg66WdcUzq_KGih42ZLlRGC8B4pUXlQQ/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251149747628553154" /></a><br /><br />The curator of the museum, was excited about the opening and was drumming up support for future shows the gallery is planning on having. Keep track of the rotating exhibits, as this one was a clear success, and worthwhile investment of time.<br /><br /><br />Amelia, a fellow UMASS student has just moved to New Orleans, increasing our alumni viola presence 700%. She has been hired by the LA Philharmonic, pretty impressive stuff if you like music or the word viola. She was generous enough to invite me to the season opener at Loyola this last Friday. The place was packed, sold out I’m told and the grand opening of their old venue, which has been in a rebuilding phase since Katrina will be opening in December, that show is already sold out as well, but worth noting. So look out for the philharmonic, riding a wave of momentum with Amelia firmly in there somewhere.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS7NBX8jp5SLAJK4vbr6O8jcmTa3XZsbd142qCL4zvacrSJz98wz0oDp27utaUtJot-KI5Cp-wtyUxzMzCGllo4OunD_KRciIaUK5D8ae0BHziXmRmhgNF3-xbJm38m7P2oFdV1cAypo/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-10.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS7NBX8jp5SLAJK4vbr6O8jcmTa3XZsbd142qCL4zvacrSJz98wz0oDp27utaUtJot-KI5Cp-wtyUxzMzCGllo4OunD_KRciIaUK5D8ae0BHziXmRmhgNF3-xbJm38m7P2oFdV1cAypo/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251148720598076258" /></a><br /><br />Nate and I got back a little early on Thursday night, so he decided to meet up with a friend for some quality socializing time; this invitation was not extended to me. I sat in the house, tipsy and annoyed with lack of doing something, I have a habit of getting furious with myself if I feel I should be doing something as a young man on a Thursday night. Parlaying this aggression, I grabbed my camera and walked around the neighborhood, snapping pictures as I clumsily walked through the dark streets. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXdhjlDqjRecf3M_uU-mdwgaspCMpu7ZPz8qKV2ohKVoOhhojsDjtIt_jGv9sJYdJ1v_qLpcCI8QBu1IwkpPE95y0SScjBex3DJz4JZ5i_tK1KtQi0UqHEPvMZ1faXYEw7xJb5A6wtqs/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEXdhjlDqjRecf3M_uU-mdwgaspCMpu7ZPz8qKV2ohKVoOhhojsDjtIt_jGv9sJYdJ1v_qLpcCI8QBu1IwkpPE95y0SScjBex3DJz4JZ5i_tK1KtQi0UqHEPvMZ1faXYEw7xJb5A6wtqs/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251148721652045650" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqGht_sb_svNV3W3-LdLhqM3DvS89T5tkllt79YW3JfZv2a9ps7TyQeimGF1d6A1B468XkBGFHhnK4WFlzEishnxs66cRS6ZMTl8Do6-wyHDlUs0zjt1LNLv1HN0aGNSEflRMcioQNCg/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqGht_sb_svNV3W3-LdLhqM3DvS89T5tkllt79YW3JfZv2a9ps7TyQeimGF1d6A1B468XkBGFHhnK4WFlzEishnxs66cRS6ZMTl8Do6-wyHDlUs0zjt1LNLv1HN0aGNSEflRMcioQNCg/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251148728153254386" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRifLtLqZyDOLkHQgC4TuGfehVdieFDD6aaePuaC4CcV4Q03LufhfK7xp5wDPxXHLVnTggo2DNqUSC456Rez8eZDlliK-sdxJmni6dEWwQV3mg7fWQrlgvttQNDpQ-mGE-MYXF5OihZp0/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRifLtLqZyDOLkHQgC4TuGfehVdieFDD6aaePuaC4CcV4Q03LufhfK7xp5wDPxXHLVnTggo2DNqUSC456Rez8eZDlliK-sdxJmni6dEWwQV3mg7fWQrlgvttQNDpQ-mGE-MYXF5OihZp0/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251148732045899010" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDT5ilRF-twg9nGDrTwiFH3LVXA4TBvQ5G71ca9jtL0ccASQDW2QBoNoQuytBKlf_Y5GsnSxkRZCkYDQBkYZpS24iOBMmTJLbGAYbLFIfHpWqh2xOvqNNSo1cKCGsjfv3d4uIdQ3yuaDg/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-12.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDT5ilRF-twg9nGDrTwiFH3LVXA4TBvQ5G71ca9jtL0ccASQDW2QBoNoQuytBKlf_Y5GsnSxkRZCkYDQBkYZpS24iOBMmTJLbGAYbLFIfHpWqh2xOvqNNSo1cKCGsjfv3d4uIdQ3yuaDg/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251147726720670482" /></a><br /><br />It was hot that night and I had left my pants at home, opting for boxer briefs. Ironically the pictures were not that great, and I can’t help but feel the best picture was the one not takin, me in my boxer briefs terrorizing the locals with my bright flash and slurred speech, but who knows?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvxRyAZCS88edBLgBWBB3gxV1-7pwwCkIBHgdrL-z3WjZlPqdpBG6XIttAGiY6aOAlqUdLk-VowRionxhsU18YYVjlPdMMGflPZl71goH8otqkrukD5S_hHeMFEPCiSgSALXKnLRAYZE/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvxRyAZCS88edBLgBWBB3gxV1-7pwwCkIBHgdrL-z3WjZlPqdpBG6XIttAGiY6aOAlqUdLk-VowRionxhsU18YYVjlPdMMGflPZl71goH8otqkrukD5S_hHeMFEPCiSgSALXKnLRAYZE/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251147722904378914" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmh0ojwojOLBBGqttJkD7cUSi2E4tdWNttTor9jOaf9XTKKCQ3ZKHmO91-WVbYqCwtCKm2UJdcyfh64cBpQAZzNsAwELgZNsbggsBPYQoZfF1nehyphenhyphenUfAnIFtpYoxhiX2DhOA0zPNG40I4/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-14.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmh0ojwojOLBBGqttJkD7cUSi2E4tdWNttTor9jOaf9XTKKCQ3ZKHmO91-WVbYqCwtCKm2UJdcyfh64cBpQAZzNsAwELgZNsbggsBPYQoZfF1nehyphenhyphenUfAnIFtpYoxhiX2DhOA0zPNG40I4/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251147733895854850" /></a><br /><br />Friday, the presidential debate party; which, after much fuss thanks to the Senator from Arizona, ended up happening. The event was at LePhare, a trendy, pricey bar in downtown New Orleans. Two projectors presented wall sized images of the two candidates in all their former glory.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4E0Nkn3JKLkG8V2aTQTMMb7jdyNNORrfZ4AEJWD27Ax0pd7ZT3lQa0lmOv8vfu667JpeUPkRJUML7aYb6czO5DOC6LRaeWxu4pwe2MoLHDTJcm_5FMultKjoAYroudlmqQ8egiMcUiY/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-15.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4E0Nkn3JKLkG8V2aTQTMMb7jdyNNORrfZ4AEJWD27Ax0pd7ZT3lQa0lmOv8vfu667JpeUPkRJUML7aYb6czO5DOC6LRaeWxu4pwe2MoLHDTJcm_5FMultKjoAYroudlmqQ8egiMcUiY/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251147736184693794" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtks6KWYWQzOqvuplTQLyMJF5F3SM3suJtpvc9GfvQh9UUHzGsY3c_6fXu_9d5DE0XrP2rhuHwcpSClKRC1v4b7ljCV3_YaEF95EpLthYznvre5jyzRr0yJJ-dS7TxOsx90WiZfwlKi6U/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-21.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjRRMHraXRyd6AI8RRL_eO-Y-XGXOHphiQjFBUrTOPs7mdVBqmKDPwROL0H7U3OoGmLphF3Wz7UglVWzBtuEWBnMb4FeoUcbTMutzStTSEO8FrW5qlEKdeYCRogPgBaMeBkHedE1wexU/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251143855892762882" /></a><br /><br />I’d say about 200 people showed up, donations at the door were either directed to the Obama or McCain movement, and while I won’t divulge the end count, McCain would have trouble if he had to go buy something from the Gap.<br />Lot’s of people who are paying attention, it’s a scene.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxhQF7Yqw7S9d7FVgwz6mH_yZDsXJcC0szyZKrH1uCfCfuxj0x7Cl7GzPcEIfpg9hMxNKqt-PAVuXQZiCQ5GcClBNBOUohxHH-5kEf11J1wNpZh4qZzHPlEpOM-NBkA14gQYwMc0T_D4I/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-16.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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There was a second line parade that marched through the streets, picking up stray tourists like an interesting-thing-to-take-pictures-of snowball, present company included.<br />This was amazing. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW0gah8uZy2QaLM33bPiryc-5sWlcMIPEtUcj-o2JhHbfqr2G0sGdha8skA3vwUGvO9kBkNDk9bJta6pbFYFCuSXaEqye3u30MRulxcnHTtWNtWWA3tHQOzgOXvHsyLKPyzgIlp4YCdEI/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251142345318004882" /></a><br /><br />end second line.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBg2PSIurnOiMUYwdpaowKksW6Ewl3HzkIKTWDaEEnxSSOCrf4BkfXz_SDn84PDDuVHySWLekjB9f6IHI8z7uEcGgf5h5TMoY7SejkdsgN81ezjtH11llll4ZbH4EIj8TQ3yKSL3NAYd4/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-36.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBg2PSIurnOiMUYwdpaowKksW6Ewl3HzkIKTWDaEEnxSSOCrf4BkfXz_SDn84PDDuVHySWLekjB9f6IHI8z7uEcGgf5h5TMoY7SejkdsgN81ezjtH11llll4ZbH4EIj8TQ3yKSL3NAYd4/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251141026159370866" /></a><br /><br />Ate at Theo’s last night, had a Tomato, Mozzarella and Basil pizza, it was very good. I mean, it’s pizza, you know? Hard to mess up and hard to reinvent the wheel here, but this was definitely on the better end of the limited pendulum I allow for pizza places. Also helps if you’re starving.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMoL3W-SGWfQFOoHQbLxv9nmiZU6y4u2xXtjtcLN9xEiqNsI2Z3QtwkW0zDjyHXQ1O61B-TgNDxL4-_OYS4jSKbDxgSNSZ0GBngp8T5jCo6-6yDsWwjEV290l6w6l0w89OIrZDZs-z-74/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-35.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMoL3W-SGWfQFOoHQbLxv9nmiZU6y4u2xXtjtcLN9xEiqNsI2Z3QtwkW0zDjyHXQ1O61B-TgNDxL4-_OYS4jSKbDxgSNSZ0GBngp8T5jCo6-6yDsWwjEV290l6w6l0w89OIrZDZs-z-74/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251141027681195090" /></a><br /><br />National day of action at Lafayette square. They're trying to promote the increase of "green collar" jobs in New Orleans and beyond.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7S5T2TMt2vQpUg04TRK-LjVLmMBVa0mEiWP3Lf1rvXlfLLjFbpf_otHgWrFvvZqmbTyV9kOEXJakwO_DNTqdEmTod-_VhYZHFqiQtnqhAj4O9RiXUkjaFpK8MEwRUQWLePvehWPATRc/s1600-h/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-34.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7S5T2TMt2vQpUg04TRK-LjVLmMBVa0mEiWP3Lf1rvXlfLLjFbpf_otHgWrFvvZqmbTyV9kOEXJakwO_DNTqdEmTod-_VhYZHFqiQtnqhAj4O9RiXUkjaFpK8MEwRUQWLePvehWPATRc/s320/Nate+at+post+gustav+npn+meeting-34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251141033686379298" /></a><br /><br />My plane leaves from Louis Armstrong International at 11:10 am this Monday, it’s a non stop flight on jet blue to Logan International in Boston, the place were I grew up. It’s perfect really, I’ve been away long enough that the time lapse in itself is reason enough to be welcomed like a hero.<br /><br />But I am kind of a hero, after all I spent a month in New Orleans. The place that had Katrina, I went through a hurricane myself in Gustav. What are heroes? I don’t know the exact definition, but I’ve gotta be close. Taking pictures, going to parties and dealing with second hand smoke, I’m not going to win any awards or accolades apart from the ones I make for myself, but the story will grow in its fantasticism with time, the parties getting ever bigger, the second hand smoke ever thicker and you are in there somewhere I'm sure. thanks.erez horovitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522601011399561179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-89450983565644379382008-09-10T09:41:00.000-07:002008-09-10T09:59:41.414-07:00Rebirth at Maple Leaf<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE965kMudwk5cbTp78HgaKt0GuyBSz-n-5su0OwaiboAJPO62JPvgo0pBYm1wtKMWNdlpKSs2tqts81uI3lJ39IkAzUy4KtzhoezNr6dLH1wCsetLNTew-CuCC1qjAsDU0ThahLSUCvco/s1600-h/man+woman+man+from+newsweek+(right+to+left).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE965kMudwk5cbTp78HgaKt0GuyBSz-n-5su0OwaiboAJPO62JPvgo0pBYm1wtKMWNdlpKSs2tqts81uI3lJ39IkAzUy4KtzhoezNr6dLH1wCsetLNTew-CuCC1qjAsDU0ThahLSUCvco/s320/man+woman+man+from+newsweek+(right+to+left).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244435156155139826" /></a><br /><br />Hello. Things have been a little calmer in my daily life, so things I feel are interesting enough to parlay, have decreased, but last night I had a pretty amazing experience seeing Rebirth at the Maple Leaf.<br /><br />The night didn’t start well. The red sox blew a lead in the ninth to the devil rays and dropped to 1.5 games back in the A.L. east, on top of that I discovered there was a cover of $12 at the door to Maple Leaf. Having not heard the band yet, I was irrationally annoyed with having to spend money to get a stamp that is a reminder to everyone today that 1. I went out last night and 2. I didn’t bathe since then. But I digress.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPQYdDTruOTcacrT8coQyJht7BQtDwoNlhl1u6F3qDOI5yt2zlrZ3rS-WRRrTFovM1ggdJfHFfWhPCAwSmQf19WQnxJI3oYkYDGVV19VmpZ-4tlE2TXzeMdGLEUhadTMrhZ9jcZrSr8E/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRPQYdDTruOTcacrT8coQyJht7BQtDwoNlhl1u6F3qDOI5yt2zlrZ3rS-WRRrTFovM1ggdJfHFfWhPCAwSmQf19WQnxJI3oYkYDGVV19VmpZ-4tlE2TXzeMdGLEUhadTMrhZ9jcZrSr8E/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244435162445261442" /></a><br /><br />The bar is surprisingly big with a cast of characters to match. This woman was posing in front of the fan, almost daring me to take her picture. As you can see I didn’t have a problem with that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKL-eVBBeM0MytF4-6mkEwBT-jBb4ew10_X8wIieW2M1Lj8BxRRCdiEnaQY3Wn7gZXIpU2RlcXmgJO0XUk_0XUmeFNdfn0iMX6fNH81DjRSyc8OgLsGcfGFwRPeqfe4SqXcN_T6oDSzI/s1600-h/DSC_0016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKL-eVBBeM0MytF4-6mkEwBT-jBb4ew10_X8wIieW2M1Lj8BxRRCdiEnaQY3Wn7gZXIpU2RlcXmgJO0XUk_0XUmeFNdfn0iMX6fNH81DjRSyc8OgLsGcfGFwRPeqfe4SqXcN_T6oDSzI/s320/DSC_0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244435165533732914" /></a><br /><br />Rebirth took the stage and the sound was instant. It filled the room and my head with a force that didn’t allow for any other reaction then to listen and dance.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5O3kOJOqDz0A_au8UDUL9Edz9ktleaZibL_GkVl8uWk8xDEfwBMTHOC6FLcHd6F-KjtGJlEGLj7dKywhqjUDYkEVu8-e3YlXINm8ouFrkICc7wiDbyyU4r7XP8r-JuLs4aERxbJvN0eY/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5O3kOJOqDz0A_au8UDUL9Edz9ktleaZibL_GkVl8uWk8xDEfwBMTHOC6FLcHd6F-KjtGJlEGLj7dKywhqjUDYkEVu8-e3YlXINm8ouFrkICc7wiDbyyU4r7XP8r-JuLs4aERxbJvN0eY/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244435171538056706" /></a><br /><br />I won’t try and describe it anymore, but I strongly suggest if you haven’t seen them (Nate is telling me everyone has) see them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW42h3c9_XuqSHJkaxHwWxcj5eM3KxGKh7vg3Ht7u-m4zzYKeKyyQbub5jHTvRw_uU8Kyu9juGcPOhVn3mYC8tpYXSLTxfhqTfhrPoy2SlkgTXTMsSXUTqamNw2iOnayw9LW3T5d4D08g/s1600-h/DSC_0037.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW42h3c9_XuqSHJkaxHwWxcj5eM3KxGKh7vg3Ht7u-m4zzYKeKyyQbub5jHTvRw_uU8Kyu9juGcPOhVn3mYC8tpYXSLTxfhqTfhrPoy2SlkgTXTMsSXUTqamNw2iOnayw9LW3T5d4D08g/s320/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244435177360436338" /></a><br /><br />This guy was cooking outside, I didn’t catch his name, but I think he calls the operation, “Meat For Your Mouth”, at least that’s what it said on the back of his shirt.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLSMxYn3zyuv-Mp6YsEPf_Ip_W_TRxjs-pdldtSSc_5QLXSnQvUXvFlJXBs48Tx4LT1z0A7kZ_ftydWFcIgIGMEHSt1GiK1wFq5Xdi1x8qDL0LLhQO4rKLobAg-y5QyBh9mz2Ggk-pJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsLSMxYn3zyuv-Mp6YsEPf_Ip_W_TRxjs-pdldtSSc_5QLXSnQvUXvFlJXBs48Tx4LT1z0A7kZ_ftydWFcIgIGMEHSt1GiK1wFq5Xdi1x8qDL0LLhQO4rKLobAg-y5QyBh9mz2Ggk-pJQ/s320/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244436308385129970" /></a><br /><br />He puts all late night sausage stands to shame, to SHAME. An open grill filled with quality sausages, chicken, hamburgers, pork chops and turkey legs have people from surrounding bars congregating and shelling out beer money for the stuff. I had a spicy sausage and it was amazing. I was surprised these weren’t dotting the city, the price was comparable to other late night portable setups but the quality was far superior. The owner informed me he had been doing this for 12 years, and he didn’t feel comfortable putting that hard work and reputation behind someone that wasn’t him. I can’t argue with his conviction, but for the sake of drunk people everywhere I hope he changes his mind and sends these things to Los Angeles while he’s at it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwK9v54B3sngfGAbCZemvK-V4vu8-WQ7PRgZPo691d8qxNlRci3jEwMtcPTGSBB7PUsjEA0131xGyacG8Yr6iRp989UMpMzp_EPbS7YnUvQ9otiI4n1ivUGHR-kvLhSMtq_fOjFww9yNA/s1600-h/DSC_0033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwK9v54B3sngfGAbCZemvK-V4vu8-WQ7PRgZPo691d8qxNlRci3jEwMtcPTGSBB7PUsjEA0131xGyacG8Yr6iRp989UMpMzp_EPbS7YnUvQ9otiI4n1ivUGHR-kvLhSMtq_fOjFww9yNA/s320/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244436312934955298" /></a><br /><br /><br />Currently I’m at yurp headquarters doing some flyer designs for upcoming events. Hope to see you there.erez horovitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522601011399561179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-4365630224882356452008-09-08T08:11:00.000-07:002008-09-08T09:32:40.192-07:00days in new orleans increasing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPLQJtiNvI8TUdm-4jTHAxj6PHi2S-1OoR1HCXF0Io69Z-Pb9EgUoLp1c7uzylZvoU1Y29NYCSpeoB1qYssuwzDSk-HVIR8om_KxoK5fqhbxe5PSBZT-_zdfrjfYYh-MiYji5b8W5F5g/s1600-h/DSC_0008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPLQJtiNvI8TUdm-4jTHAxj6PHi2S-1OoR1HCXF0Io69Z-Pb9EgUoLp1c7uzylZvoU1Y29NYCSpeoB1qYssuwzDSk-HVIR8om_KxoK5fqhbxe5PSBZT-_zdfrjfYYh-MiYji5b8W5F5g/s320/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243669640434345026" /></a><br /><br />Erez daily blog day 10 3:35 PM September 7, 2008<br /><br />First day at work. I do not have a job so it wasn’t so bad. Nate and I put in some hard hours at the YURP headquarters before heading over to Mona’s for lunch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AZtK89doBS0V7H5b6u9puS_7u04EUAFCphqaJvZSz81oRhFOajytyh08l-3KrTVBKhOAan_KxTxiJGmCbba2jcQIQp9NuazpomKKu1KYsFA6YFEAVeSm_8E8UuiBX6r5oT1I9e6CZGM/s1600-h/DSC_0012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AZtK89doBS0V7H5b6u9puS_7u04EUAFCphqaJvZSz81oRhFOajytyh08l-3KrTVBKhOAan_KxTxiJGmCbba2jcQIQp9NuazpomKKu1KYsFA6YFEAVeSm_8E8UuiBX6r5oT1I9e6CZGM/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243669660695312434" /></a><br /><br />Mona’s serves up Mediterranean fair, and while it isn’t quite a chain, there are several of them dotted around the greater New Orleans area. At the location we went to, there was a Mediterranean supermarket, owned by the same family in the adjacent building, pretty convenient if you decide to try this stuff at home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6bl3DEu1YZkWvJhy8-b2Cj7dXcM2syAzUBIBipCrxXnDVQ9bjZKVBriAmS83XIoMzSbn5ZuGCjQhk96lkx6tmrvNixSK4-VkMzBC9crYQJ__pyRwB_HB0LnNQyefbkuoAFH79q_mSGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_6bl3DEu1YZkWvJhy8-b2Cj7dXcM2syAzUBIBipCrxXnDVQ9bjZKVBriAmS83XIoMzSbn5ZuGCjQhk96lkx6tmrvNixSK4-VkMzBC9crYQJ__pyRwB_HB0LnNQyefbkuoAFH79q_mSGQ/s320/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671353892518050" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9H1KbWENZOmi1UMbmwGFXKhSDOyARTuJdIY7qoreHVdTw2K7uAfCCKBfp4YeCkelGzhrkXtmQsOolTrjxjbHH33nUym3A1W7kvPFv5UNwUUcAF6avJs1rMuQdufVnr9cKhFl43Udizk/s1600-h/DSC_0017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9H1KbWENZOmi1UMbmwGFXKhSDOyARTuJdIY7qoreHVdTw2K7uAfCCKBfp4YeCkelGzhrkXtmQsOolTrjxjbHH33nUym3A1W7kvPFv5UNwUUcAF6avJs1rMuQdufVnr9cKhFl43Udizk/s320/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243669672938591170" /></a><br /><br />Atmospherically this place is a little forced. The ‘cabanas’ that surround the booths are a little cheesy and the fountain in the middle of the dining room doesn’t help either. What I’m trying to say is, I wouldn’t recommend it as a date/dinner spot, the vibe just doesn’t add anything to the experience. The food however was pretty good, I had the chicken kabob plate, Nate took the gyro plate. Both came with salad and hummus as well as a plate of pita to be shared. The salad was good, light dressing but generous with vegetables that weren’t lettuce. (wicked annoying when you’re just chewing on cabbage patch pieces of green)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJa2UZqyOCtQbl2WzURn-UFladtfL01ZMsSH1Dp-wGHKVtsEKJJ2O9DlWFaDzKluNd10z_2Pxqf-4Xm8Swjx1UTE5ZaFIAwJq9_Y9QTEQKlaiPg6Qv1AAJkwskm7hp0RRZ-BJx4FDHkGc/s1600-h/DSC_0015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJa2UZqyOCtQbl2WzURn-UFladtfL01ZMsSH1Dp-wGHKVtsEKJJ2O9DlWFaDzKluNd10z_2Pxqf-4Xm8Swjx1UTE5ZaFIAwJq9_Y9QTEQKlaiPg6Qv1AAJkwskm7hp0RRZ-BJx4FDHkGc/s320/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243669671783319938" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHJ2pHz1VMxwy1PAvZY-QwkdGJZVotuPoR2ECnoW8-RC0KjdS_3LlHZZaUe-8bD1C0hgXkFQhIUjBxhtfXraDucQkZqyhwrKMQiN7b2VbJ2O9B1IPsDbnaKd5PK818F-gEDhDH6jdBWE/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHJ2pHz1VMxwy1PAvZY-QwkdGJZVotuPoR2ECnoW8-RC0KjdS_3LlHZZaUe-8bD1C0hgXkFQhIUjBxhtfXraDucQkZqyhwrKMQiN7b2VbJ2O9B1IPsDbnaKd5PK818F-gEDhDH6jdBWE/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243669664108614946" /></a><br /><br />The chicken was well seasoned and tasty, some pieces being moister then others, but overall a solid job. The hummus was average, most definitely better than anything you could buy in a supermarket, but not exceptional. Pita was also just average, seemed like it had been frozen and then thawed as parts of the bread were harder than others.<br /><br />The price was very reasonable and the service was casual but attentive. Overall I’d recommend it for business lunches and take out if you’re in the mood for solid Mediterranean food.<br /><br />Walked back to YURP’s offices to inspire good digestion. Lot of people outside, cleaning up doing what needs to be done.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnX7eCn6jA5pEmEz9S42_9izUvxJaPcybkY45oDLlrmYWkcfRT5itZBGzlpB7KQ3-m5eM64TyjSOl5UNPXUpKxshT-MM7F3eBbgdDBQErVqBbLc_CvVdInsAfHQUmmLM8bWjlgMifMBTM/s1600-h/DSC_0035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnX7eCn6jA5pEmEz9S42_9izUvxJaPcybkY45oDLlrmYWkcfRT5itZBGzlpB7KQ3-m5eM64TyjSOl5UNPXUpKxshT-MM7F3eBbgdDBQErVqBbLc_CvVdInsAfHQUmmLM8bWjlgMifMBTM/s320/DSC_0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671362850947074" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFTY-TGBZowz61BPBlHC-lFOiUHVsrGpvuP6FlLrO8tB4JKJGuvQthENtyoIAxEfxlbcNF0M36PNYC2VV1nKmqdoCnaz4Rqh1MxmZdNR9ctCrlYB9PvuOQcrRHnusqoFYkhtyp0E1i8OQ/s1600-h/DSC_0026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFTY-TGBZowz61BPBlHC-lFOiUHVsrGpvuP6FlLrO8tB4JKJGuvQthENtyoIAxEfxlbcNF0M36PNYC2VV1nKmqdoCnaz4Rqh1MxmZdNR9ctCrlYB9PvuOQcrRHnusqoFYkhtyp0E1i8OQ/s320/DSC_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671359221087490" /></a><br /><br />Ended up on Frenchmen Street for the night. Couldn’t really tell you which bar was which, kinda jumped around a lot. All I know is we started at Apple Barrel, and was treated to a gritty, down to earth blues trio. They were damn good, the guitarist/vocalist rasping out a good variety of well known and obscure blues covers. If someone knows who these guys are please let me know, they deserve credit by name.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqIoQYNQkhOTkjklCekNi4HPY1hmWiH9hOCIpdXLEyV9enOzy3HSW9LsFvQxLHFcY1ZA4q9FXJdME0roJRXCOnQdimRQoHdrWOWX-jZ4-Qe9nVo5dC_XgAxIVHB9ix_28EBztXkTwPEi8/s1600-h/DSC_0087.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqIoQYNQkhOTkjklCekNi4HPY1hmWiH9hOCIpdXLEyV9enOzy3HSW9LsFvQxLHFcY1ZA4q9FXJdME0roJRXCOnQdimRQoHdrWOWX-jZ4-Qe9nVo5dC_XgAxIVHB9ix_28EBztXkTwPEi8/s320/DSC_0087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671372739209570" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1c0udmp6xqafglp_gr9Bf5pa5ei2rD2rM3a5DcR68OKoFrdADyJeiE7tkiE0RVoYSzsyLKhhpaF8njRSV_KQo_m36vow5ClAJyd3YEvZkDyyNbP2N5wG7-d09Nt5R0luDgs1me_1_coo/s1600-h/DSC_0110.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1c0udmp6xqafglp_gr9Bf5pa5ei2rD2rM3a5DcR68OKoFrdADyJeiE7tkiE0RVoYSzsyLKhhpaF8njRSV_KQo_m36vow5ClAJyd3YEvZkDyyNbP2N5wG7-d09Nt5R0luDgs1me_1_coo/s320/DSC_0110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672436285539378" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAhoZrIQwZ4tTqagy7Ixu6rPm63GR478piZIVBxZWmpZjmntxwMB9wrR593HBDPXqeJzumYFxoNz3L0_9Gl0Vujks1BUJFNM5BbiBuLDjXV0FxIQHTzPBy6XCfnEsKm69RNnzUPrFy_-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0145.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAhoZrIQwZ4tTqagy7Ixu6rPm63GR478piZIVBxZWmpZjmntxwMB9wrR593HBDPXqeJzumYFxoNz3L0_9Gl0Vujks1BUJFNM5BbiBuLDjXV0FxIQHTzPBy6XCfnEsKm69RNnzUPrFy_-Q/s320/DSC_0145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672444521487746" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHgmz-jVMbk9G0A_DlYQk2WAvm_c0L3SJ5qZAOuyFYDzavyE6C3Mx4bzwz_vOKm85oJYRv1u0S2LJThyphenhyphenCtTNR8LBeKXGtaD29npq-aEwNQYDTOhX63qK3Kwvu0t5sIovEK75LQ2BulySU/s1600-h/DSC_0141.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHgmz-jVMbk9G0A_DlYQk2WAvm_c0L3SJ5qZAOuyFYDzavyE6C3Mx4bzwz_vOKm85oJYRv1u0S2LJThyphenhyphenCtTNR8LBeKXGtaD29npq-aEwNQYDTOhX63qK3Kwvu0t5sIovEK75LQ2BulySU/s320/DSC_0141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672451062175426" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPB7EFqoWzM_6Yj0GHCpBmqZGi40G2J2Uc2JRD7YT14FZPqMVKLSwkP_Y6Q3BQ_Qg-4Ck-NdxL8KMLFtsIOnPUyplrrOzF9hXwSJBPDsp_PADNWI3lQ0z1S_9N5jqnAL5NvIxO3ltxhX8/s1600-h/DSC_0209.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPB7EFqoWzM_6Yj0GHCpBmqZGi40G2J2Uc2JRD7YT14FZPqMVKLSwkP_Y6Q3BQ_Qg-4Ck-NdxL8KMLFtsIOnPUyplrrOzF9hXwSJBPDsp_PADNWI3lQ0z1S_9N5jqnAL5NvIxO3ltxhX8/s320/DSC_0209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243674226116109730" /></a><br /><br /><br />Woke up late, and went to Stein’s deli. It was a cool Saturday, a strong breeze combined with overcast skies made for a very comfortable temperature, I think I might have inspired more people (including us) to get outside and clean up some of the debris from the forgotten gustav. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZE7EMFrQX0212YWC0QNElzsdHtExjKNrEQN5MQLVrHSnW2jwu8zMWa0MgDMc45Xgs5lj_-yoON8uMF9XiD7hSZRebED7Cu1AI1U5rICIqc0dllJabv-OkZg3Cf29-wIrY9tvJ-Fg4jo/s1600-h/DSC_0289.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZE7EMFrQX0212YWC0QNElzsdHtExjKNrEQN5MQLVrHSnW2jwu8zMWa0MgDMc45Xgs5lj_-yoON8uMF9XiD7hSZRebED7Cu1AI1U5rICIqc0dllJabv-OkZg3Cf29-wIrY9tvJ-Fg4jo/s320/DSC_0289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243674239175576354" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidvUwbNQ6atk7x-9Z7LONJxGam0wgBIWGqnprZuKggNOgLe2v6LnR_78RsEzZxHSqDj2MQwLG63-UlXNYR9JihFvb7cnH_UVbcAfH-MvLtbT56VjGpSRFKw_C-fsn0lVKN3n5qJOkIja0/s1600-h/DSC_0346.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidvUwbNQ6atk7x-9Z7LONJxGam0wgBIWGqnprZuKggNOgLe2v6LnR_78RsEzZxHSqDj2MQwLG63-UlXNYR9JihFvb7cnH_UVbcAfH-MvLtbT56VjGpSRFKw_C-fsn0lVKN3n5qJOkIja0/s320/DSC_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243674244260368498" /></a><br /><br />Stein's did not disappoint on any level. The place feels like it’s been there forever (even though it has only been open for a couple years) It feels like a much more accessible and down to earth version of St. James Café, a place I went to earlier in my trip. Half sandwich place half ethnic supermarket, it’s the best kind of Jewish deli, a non kosher one.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlUeOswJ5g4heK5XkU4GqjmxBe_pLEHD6urPFh9hsm-9cXr8K2OvwbCarax2o52DBbD878cGQ37Shnlv3XvUXD_RRHTTV-MbYb7Qqem-3u3KFVBSGkMF2GmrEz_m_zMorODOAseCyLFpM/s1600-h/DSC_0339.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlUeOswJ5g4heK5XkU4GqjmxBe_pLEHD6urPFh9hsm-9cXr8K2OvwbCarax2o52DBbD878cGQ37Shnlv3XvUXD_RRHTTV-MbYb7Qqem-3u3KFVBSGkMF2GmrEz_m_zMorODOAseCyLFpM/s320/DSC_0339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675479406647058" /></a><br /><br />Fancy (and expensive) meats and cheeses sit behind the glass counters.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbp-mUE5uiwVKUq-dhUwpSNSq26O5SprWZ08WGHxGp8gBUwErBOLecwUjLDeUXp7U3HHk9GKGo61eD8lrPMpPNyFeMAoFg0HX1XBck9zktUoKYOLBY27LtjVZpwp-WPQrnFXT1pthcWs/s1600-h/DSC_0332.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbp-mUE5uiwVKUq-dhUwpSNSq26O5SprWZ08WGHxGp8gBUwErBOLecwUjLDeUXp7U3HHk9GKGo61eD8lrPMpPNyFeMAoFg0HX1XBck9zktUoKYOLBY27LtjVZpwp-WPQrnFXT1pthcWs/s320/DSC_0332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675492282533538" /></a><br /><br />Super informal, walk up, order, pay and pick up when name called. We both got Bagel egg and cheese sandwiches, me with tomato, Nate with Bacon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDbTJcFdI_PQKjolk2-K9q5K8QUTr1O6TvwiiJbL1GiKn6yWfXKpEfhWtW91E9YeHu5nvUmDxBQsVh7XeVjWDY7v7CDUjRFdmZHzTNKhrhr3dsITTkYBmzQihsE_cBFHe4oaGgGDj4Co0/s1600-h/DSC_0301.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDbTJcFdI_PQKjolk2-K9q5K8QUTr1O6TvwiiJbL1GiKn6yWfXKpEfhWtW91E9YeHu5nvUmDxBQsVh7XeVjWDY7v7CDUjRFdmZHzTNKhrhr3dsITTkYBmzQihsE_cBFHe4oaGgGDj4Co0/s320/DSC_0301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675480696752882" /></a><br /><br />Mine was good, fluffy egg, surprisingly good bagel, but needed a dash of salt and pepper. Nate’s was perfect, the bacon giving it the salty kick mine lacked. The place got crowded around ten, with a spread of locals and college kids.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFl3K3Yr4R-4V7wJzvfPItduPlBcHQhE-Ip7ktYOw-SFrLL1jBWRQDHbHJV8OUpXeP80rpdLSMT5FG3JT0nFYqw0IuU2IDAiZjkUGiOQ4thUWT7fEKDLJP2gvUNlSV0Qvp_92xJLuM8c/s1600-h/DSC_0322.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFl3K3Yr4R-4V7wJzvfPItduPlBcHQhE-Ip7ktYOw-SFrLL1jBWRQDHbHJV8OUpXeP80rpdLSMT5FG3JT0nFYqw0IuU2IDAiZjkUGiOQ4thUWT7fEKDLJP2gvUNlSV0Qvp_92xJLuM8c/s320/DSC_0322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243675494797651778" /></a><br /><br />The baby sat next to us and wouldn’t stop staring at the camera, probably a future ham.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOVtmvZSQZan-vY2PLz1b9VKaoGdTHHDrygTfb75NeN0nVHDxk-yjyVdooc0R96bX8NEEJ-rnMUuMyjxbk-YZPOpUeMfBTBAS_Ml67y7QVosMZqtQWANeZjVENiFIH85Ut8xV6vKOrjQA/s1600-h/DSC_0314.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOVtmvZSQZan-vY2PLz1b9VKaoGdTHHDrygTfb75NeN0nVHDxk-yjyVdooc0R96bX8NEEJ-rnMUuMyjxbk-YZPOpUeMfBTBAS_Ml67y7QVosMZqtQWANeZjVENiFIH85Ut8xV6vKOrjQA/s320/DSC_0314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243676839035387522" /></a><br /><br />Will be coming back here to try some of the lunch menu which sounded amazing as well. Good place for a laid back, community atmosphere with no attitude. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqXQxiovc9TYkOrv3NHEj5x2nIjwNNSNZiT9C5bHwmHMlw4_fSt-pw8ffUhg3J3b0Q1Q5CfA303WiwYQYeHfJLdSO8SXI9R0_9wI3_YIZkujhoAbGCRVh4EhvxQ1hu0OcHbON5ZQGy9A/s1600-h/DSC_0344.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqXQxiovc9TYkOrv3NHEj5x2nIjwNNSNZiT9C5bHwmHMlw4_fSt-pw8ffUhg3J3b0Q1Q5CfA303WiwYQYeHfJLdSO8SXI9R0_9wI3_YIZkujhoAbGCRVh4EhvxQ1hu0OcHbON5ZQGy9A/s320/DSC_0344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243676833888789298" /></a>erez horovitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522601011399561179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-51327619211407104392008-09-05T15:40:00.000-07:002008-09-05T16:52:38.858-07:00back in old newErez daily blog day 8/9 12:09 PM September 5, 2008<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FyIR0ADYsxze2s92cDk66TmqfUbbmUb1BycZmUiyReEvIF4LGagSOeFtP02wddJ2B1bdbvVCL2Y1_PVQ4LGTsiNjE9aFnPilaJrrrgGDYjPONmmIDUS5DZli-gyDSqavj5dd_loPa-o/s1600-h/DSC_0256.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FyIR0ADYsxze2s92cDk66TmqfUbbmUb1BycZmUiyReEvIF4LGagSOeFtP02wddJ2B1bdbvVCL2Y1_PVQ4LGTsiNjE9aFnPilaJrrrgGDYjPONmmIDUS5DZli-gyDSqavj5dd_loPa-o/s320/DSC_0256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242676271346038210" /></a><br /><br /><br />Back in New Orleans! Just had a late breakfast at ruby slippers and everything seems in order. Except the jungle brush laying in the streets, Zack’s lack of power and the unbearable heat that I had too quickly forgot.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCBzpGTe8DLBxktY97s7XLgeubMGCZrS1-pIE5bRaDJVLxEyGLCPaULCYp7p8XyK5MFt0atEP-RF8CcAqL0tcfe8A7SG1RMoJHg9MjouGElbfaQ5zxh5jFkI7IgQzg6thsdafjsDkR8s/s1600-h/DSC_0235.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheCBzpGTe8DLBxktY97s7XLgeubMGCZrS1-pIE5bRaDJVLxEyGLCPaULCYp7p8XyK5MFt0atEP-RF8CcAqL0tcfe8A7SG1RMoJHg9MjouGElbfaQ5zxh5jFkI7IgQzg6thsdafjsDkR8s/s320/DSC_0235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242676275944532738" /></a><br /><br />Our last night in Memphis was slow and short, marred by a light downpour that was an apt send off. Trying to kill some time before meeting up with a friend of Zack’s, we stumbled across the Lorraine Motel.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28gXqZKJ1PaCqKl-Ri5H-DzDH5Xfag74pjrjnlsxV2QI3syu-OE2IYcxNkzeJQI6d2mKWGCSCzwPnhL0cOWlvXYhTrUWBVoN95uge-avpGzcDn7Px-5f2FhNDhDLqPUE0J_82Y00xoo8/s1600-h/DSC_0009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28gXqZKJ1PaCqKl-Ri5H-DzDH5Xfag74pjrjnlsxV2QI3syu-OE2IYcxNkzeJQI6d2mKWGCSCzwPnhL0cOWlvXYhTrUWBVoN95uge-avpGzcDn7Px-5f2FhNDhDLqPUE0J_82Y00xoo8/s320/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242676285160460418" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrjTegMpW6KadtqT4yHHzfdiTr7N4gGm5L3SPw1Pc-LHuq-UtwNRujyRd2I1XXmDtqAnuo77LcohoDXofJ4Yo9GoKm4tobYo373QFmiy5fhIyQLp9vVRJXGMQMV9dKvKSA-wdLnQhRgNE/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrjTegMpW6KadtqT4yHHzfdiTr7N4gGm5L3SPw1Pc-LHuq-UtwNRujyRd2I1XXmDtqAnuo77LcohoDXofJ4Yo9GoKm4tobYo373QFmiy5fhIyQLp9vVRJXGMQMV9dKvKSA-wdLnQhRgNE/s320/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242678199871744386" /></a><br /><br />Few things can instantly cut a straight line through facts, memories and feelings in your brain like this place. From a distance it has a vague familiarity to it, and when you find out what it is your disappointed, almost furious you didn’t recognize it instantly, and then you stare at it, and you walk along it and you get angry again, not just for the tragedy, but for helplessness, for lost possibilities, for not feeling more sad. Things you would feel if a loved one had past.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFihKB3q8kbOY4O8fERV5LVLkoYe-wraRtbRTjyLP_Up2uTRQ6a_FYPdeuL9AgUfpEjT8SiX8qN-HsOoRXmOBvPIcEub9vVldfXUvEz8O2Of2NgNlS0PcC54Kflf6OB_EB95E9GBN8r2k/s1600-h/DSC_0019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFihKB3q8kbOY4O8fERV5LVLkoYe-wraRtbRTjyLP_Up2uTRQ6a_FYPdeuL9AgUfpEjT8SiX8qN-HsOoRXmOBvPIcEub9vVldfXUvEz8O2Of2NgNlS0PcC54Kflf6OB_EB95E9GBN8r2k/s320/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242676288459445442" /></a><br /><br />The place has been preserved, King’s motorcade still parked outside, the sign unchanged since that day, as if when it happened the event was so powerful it created a spike during the normal linear passing of time, visible forever in both directions. I snapped pictures, having to wipe the lens from errant rain drops, and now that I am back in New Orleans I feel bad I didn’t spend more time there, I’m not sure what I would have done, no amount of time would have allowed me to get it the way I wish I could. Martin Luther King’s murder is a tragedy that transcends any one person’s understanding of tragedy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_xKU1WOuM6O9MnLKXswnLhO5LYKxI4LmaewVHAywTw3-1Yrahm-K8D9LuQErevOzu1dT8xqKwwxvf4nsJuxpXy3u731Reex-yFIsx-SjIPeB5ktsDYU5IviFPVarJZBoGr82tXPWJi0/s1600-h/DSC_0030.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_xKU1WOuM6O9MnLKXswnLhO5LYKxI4LmaewVHAywTw3-1Yrahm-K8D9LuQErevOzu1dT8xqKwwxvf4nsJuxpXy3u731Reex-yFIsx-SjIPeB5ktsDYU5IviFPVarJZBoGr82tXPWJi0/s320/DSC_0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242678197687805058" /></a><br /><br />We met up with Zack’s friend at a bar just down the street, Earnestine & Hazel's. I’ve never been to a bar and had so many opinions. Bars are easy, you walk in, you look around, you get a drink and you get it. Let me say that my initial reaction was that the place was a hole, no different than any other hole I’d put my head in, dirty, dark and empty. That’s when little things began to give the place an edge.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX5ZfKHRE9YysnlFtDKl6yRJPb3YgOFljN-hjuBGQI9oKxEonvXNM1-XYZeNV56n_HZlg7YoxaFA2PJuHZTzoLMH617fXwikzkR1B-gqpDXbnaIxj3fySrHY4cPdXdoV-K_YDlfSThrbg/s1600-h/DSC_0076.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX5ZfKHRE9YysnlFtDKl6yRJPb3YgOFljN-hjuBGQI9oKxEonvXNM1-XYZeNV56n_HZlg7YoxaFA2PJuHZTzoLMH617fXwikzkR1B-gqpDXbnaIxj3fySrHY4cPdXdoV-K_YDlfSThrbg/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242678206033301634" /></a><br /><br />Nate examined the jukebox and approved of the extensive catalog of soul and funk, ‘Spirit in the Dark’ by Aretha Franklin was his crowning achievement of a choice, it fit the place perfectly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5-TBcNiYa2i6RQb4as57dO_CqpnOl8o_p8u6zcERT8ztkUr7l7VKaYLnTQkrcd8Iv4w293FYRFoo-HYBPxVjAZjj9v8AjeNy_oTUwVVrfAVfP2OBkX15c0f-qatcJHICQLb2y3csU_50/s1600-h/DSC_0075.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5-TBcNiYa2i6RQb4as57dO_CqpnOl8o_p8u6zcERT8ztkUr7l7VKaYLnTQkrcd8Iv4w293FYRFoo-HYBPxVjAZjj9v8AjeNy_oTUwVVrfAVfP2OBkX15c0f-qatcJHICQLb2y3csU_50/s320/DSC_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242678211837861250" /></a><br /><br />I asked the bartender if I could take some pictures of the place for my blog, she smiled crookedly and asked if I wanted to take a look upstairs. Being a sucker for smiles, crooked ones in particular I nodded coyly and followed behind her wondering why I was being coy as this woman was two to three times my senior and not what I would consider an “attractive” woman.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTnrjlAe8kseoUilO1yNnJrSMWlL8VBuwZr5F2zczBu1Bpig-AFrN0oSkeEqgi91kW06QOLCTWNGzOHbG7atS9LpY8JgT2C62abGrNY0p5D4qMxFsHpHXGcLNlMWcOXnvzFHw1V4Ksuo/s1600-h/DSC_0036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTnrjlAe8kseoUilO1yNnJrSMWlL8VBuwZr5F2zczBu1Bpig-AFrN0oSkeEqgi91kW06QOLCTWNGzOHbG7atS9LpY8JgT2C62abGrNY0p5D4qMxFsHpHXGcLNlMWcOXnvzFHw1V4Ksuo/s320/DSC_0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242678215899187698" /></a><br /><br />She explained the upstairs was once a black brothel in the 50’s, frequented by Otis Redding, Albert King and other greats. Ray Charles even had a room named after him. (Pictures Above)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadMsTjRfkmSlASf22FqbyVN8Jui8o4Rr0ObDukqOjZdbrP8B40bLT7vdBJFb4-pZcPbw1_qRcSap-2JJTcd2zhkSEcKvaAjATlOA5RCLit33IxzpC9xwnTbWPGnt1iS0I51QZhDtoXjY/s1600-h/DSC_0039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadMsTjRfkmSlASf22FqbyVN8Jui8o4Rr0ObDukqOjZdbrP8B40bLT7vdBJFb4-pZcPbw1_qRcSap-2JJTcd2zhkSEcKvaAjATlOA5RCLit33IxzpC9xwnTbWPGnt1iS0I51QZhDtoXjY/s320/DSC_0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242679671559625698" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsilMrw4Bm_U4pH8iixZfSn-nuh0vz5W1fHRdUxw-pKgENfRkjlCpCryZF6xshX8JvKTcAYVqxgs3L47yYLqe7CqnybvZdaVVR7WWJck0vbcMskULKMI7xxkYlKQuuBSK-ygYgIf3NbOo/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsilMrw4Bm_U4pH8iixZfSn-nuh0vz5W1fHRdUxw-pKgENfRkjlCpCryZF6xshX8JvKTcAYVqxgs3L47yYLqe7CqnybvZdaVVR7WWJck0vbcMskULKMI7xxkYlKQuuBSK-ygYgIf3NbOo/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242679674506172178" /></a><br /><br />While every dumbstruck tourist has probably uttered the expression, I couldn’t help but wonder, ‘if walls could talk’. She mentioned the owner often rented out the rooms to psychic’s who had séances with spirits, I laughed, she didn’t, then turned to me and very severely said, “People say they see all kinds of things up here… I can’t say I don’t believe ‘em, been working here ‘bout 15 year myself and I’ve heard and seen things I haven’t.” She told me I was free to take my time and left me alone. I shook my head and started shooting the place like it was a crime scene.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbtugyAyTECAqeUDo2e7DhBUQOAqTi5NvedwboBMvAIS5Zcsncpc_cirLhQNm-nkBXtn3twGkTuAi7QZPhs8L4tbesLPxdw-Y-DfK7uT-d2WtzVdsTb7snQ7kd2WJfNeuIOirsS5djn8/s1600-h/DSC_0048.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbtugyAyTECAqeUDo2e7DhBUQOAqTi5NvedwboBMvAIS5Zcsncpc_cirLhQNm-nkBXtn3twGkTuAi7QZPhs8L4tbesLPxdw-Y-DfK7uT-d2WtzVdsTb7snQ7kd2WJfNeuIOirsS5djn8/s320/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242679676400698930" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iir9WCuzddtEYW1hO7cuGvA3Zm_gZ2J2R0tDVewj-KHGZ6-uuA4S7z1Vk5L_8_VV7yXNrj23EiZ8vczjxSP20rN4TTKLsfdt9Kc1VBxVlnrdSnc8DBUeQEZa7N4PJ1YFssaXt3fUWbM/s1600-h/DSC_0061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iir9WCuzddtEYW1hO7cuGvA3Zm_gZ2J2R0tDVewj-KHGZ6-uuA4S7z1Vk5L_8_VV7yXNrj23EiZ8vczjxSP20rN4TTKLsfdt9Kc1VBxVlnrdSnc8DBUeQEZa7N4PJ1YFssaXt3fUWbM/s320/DSC_0061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242679680348670594" /></a><br /><br />During this picture here (BELOW), I was leaning against a wall to avoid using flash and I heard something crawling, or scratching or something in the wall behind me. It sent a very specific feeling up my spine, not the worst feeling, but the one right before that one, so I quickly saw myself downstairs.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioHi2xrbb-ia7qyoRozcgy5Lm3nh-BWdO7T2tSCpVuoN_gaEIuCmlVn2Sc4_TjynwxWNZk0oot5tLGpcyfN75TmN93EQigWVgr4RgiL4-9nIsfL1kennsV5rUAgGDSG23pmQR6RVnjPAo/s1600-h/DSC_0066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioHi2xrbb-ia7qyoRozcgy5Lm3nh-BWdO7T2tSCpVuoN_gaEIuCmlVn2Sc4_TjynwxWNZk0oot5tLGpcyfN75TmN93EQigWVgr4RgiL4-9nIsfL1kennsV5rUAgGDSG23pmQR6RVnjPAo/s320/DSC_0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681175236808162" /></a><br /><br />I thanked the woman who smiled at me, like she knew I had shit my pants up there, or maybe it was just a continuation of our coy exchanges, either way, a pretty memorable experience.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugHzKpKLmOH5z-zby2DmZhHc1q8ZTDYA2yEkcBI20v4c_2Y_X5Kqg9L-SCF8T9vU41gQfAMEt5MkYQgtVYT1UbhY8OPdUtsEeS0rEgAVs3oNlxNnSBhUP1233eJGMfYj6uMPkw9-4Uz8/s1600-h/DSC_0049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhugHzKpKLmOH5z-zby2DmZhHc1q8ZTDYA2yEkcBI20v4c_2Y_X5Kqg9L-SCF8T9vU41gQfAMEt5MkYQgtVYT1UbhY8OPdUtsEeS0rEgAVs3oNlxNnSBhUP1233eJGMfYj6uMPkw9-4Uz8/s320/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681180409817602" /></a><br /><br />On our way out of Memphis we stopped by weird tourist spot called Mud River, which had a scaled replica of the Mississippi river. It was free and I’d say you definitely get what you pay for.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjXsBRI1PceS60NDUfLfyUp2y2LVPkK3AKPjIXZZWFB8T3TEyycuBRtJNngUlW7O76LSZYmhJL-k8o6joayVlLBFaTKt3ADdaICvJuLSMXdnbJ888ULpJvY294JTWv1OzqNKItcoHz4Dk/s1600-h/DSC_0058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjXsBRI1PceS60NDUfLfyUp2y2LVPkK3AKPjIXZZWFB8T3TEyycuBRtJNngUlW7O76LSZYmhJL-k8o6joayVlLBFaTKt3ADdaICvJuLSMXdnbJ888ULpJvY294JTWv1OzqNKItcoHz4Dk/s320/DSC_0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681191981440562" /></a><br /><br />I started the half mile walk with my arms crossed pretty tight, but by the time we got to the ‘Atlantic’ I had flipped that frown and was splashing and corn holing with the rest of the guys.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTb6m-NAzcCjyXr_Y5hOCttkGp2-hn2qfREFP4H5OBZqIfncZmFDrvsexeRQpGr58c2fOndrfW8KFgRiL5eRNrIpULTBqssBhBplLBEcg9ReHa-7XF0MqcGAYenyZhrbp6VepXfoQPi-8/s1600-h/DSC_0051.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTb6m-NAzcCjyXr_Y5hOCttkGp2-hn2qfREFP4H5OBZqIfncZmFDrvsexeRQpGr58c2fOndrfW8KFgRiL5eRNrIpULTBqssBhBplLBEcg9ReHa-7XF0MqcGAYenyZhrbp6VepXfoQPi-8/s320/DSC_0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681190125384994" /></a><br /><br />Paddle rides were $2, but we found this errant swan, her best years behind her, yes, but a special experience for all. We rode around the model Atlantic and all wondered how many children had pissed in it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2g6b-HoHgb2xAtFt5OlQn5BkrANWoizxBOAcYwaXcQlD_H7enJWiv8JkMq70j1TIoRKyiw7VkkFDMnbeZlsncQnuXh6bizfLZBogOfBw3wQJtwqxNHeQhyphenhyphenlEjfRTQYA8qawYG4xzXkkM/s1600-h/DSC_0061-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2g6b-HoHgb2xAtFt5OlQn5BkrANWoizxBOAcYwaXcQlD_H7enJWiv8JkMq70j1TIoRKyiw7VkkFDMnbeZlsncQnuXh6bizfLZBogOfBw3wQJtwqxNHeQhyphenhyphenlEjfRTQYA8qawYG4xzXkkM/s320/DSC_0061-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242681190277440930" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Vbvui_HFTPzyXY8IFDHejugo4-W-Z0ZepzFHU2Rvz8-XNW3XHbdVI3GozKEm3PVH0c6srRtcQooIwVRcmgkELtP1KF1fqnMAOE4HhJ0I53VgZqmexVxQ-xWfSPI_9ZzBXXQUCK4qj5E/s1600-h/DSC_0077.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Vbvui_HFTPzyXY8IFDHejugo4-W-Z0ZepzFHU2Rvz8-XNW3XHbdVI3GozKEm3PVH0c6srRtcQooIwVRcmgkELtP1KF1fqnMAOE4HhJ0I53VgZqmexVxQ-xWfSPI_9ZzBXXQUCK4qj5E/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242683834333437170" /></a><br /><br />We ran into a Tulane professor who took this shot before launching back into the never-ending lecture his 8 year old was being subjected to. And with that, we hit the road.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2JysVSyEWtDsDgyrLyeJokN7F-ZLOK5gukvWF3a4JFx2Dzr3hdi7KyLMVP5QV39AU2yUbbCniV4iwB_SkllXedblC-YuWoE_lCBR94J9O-WURqejuHP8S3bI-jVnKVGaV2VZlk9tqG7U/s1600-h/DSC_0098.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2JysVSyEWtDsDgyrLyeJokN7F-ZLOK5gukvWF3a4JFx2Dzr3hdi7KyLMVP5QV39AU2yUbbCniV4iwB_SkllXedblC-YuWoE_lCBR94J9O-WURqejuHP8S3bI-jVnKVGaV2VZlk9tqG7U/s320/DSC_0098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242683840014934946" /></a><br /><br />I was hungry, so we stopped at a little town called Coldwater in Mississippi, no more than 30 minutes outside Memphis. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoiRKGYxikim7dCuj9vwv_M-8k0D9KYCcTeraB317deMlgjDe2-gfytmkvwNyBXG8Em3NFv3fsePO5XR2Vt1AxXAzGZlMg6p6T8rfIRkiuFcqE_jBTxHkW8xxNeC3GqFsn9WeXJ8FK1w/s1600-h/DSC_0116.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoiRKGYxikim7dCuj9vwv_M-8k0D9KYCcTeraB317deMlgjDe2-gfytmkvwNyBXG8Em3NFv3fsePO5XR2Vt1AxXAzGZlMg6p6T8rfIRkiuFcqE_jBTxHkW8xxNeC3GqFsn9WeXJ8FK1w/s320/DSC_0116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686051087894050" /></a><br /><br />“Main Street” looked like a set piece from “No Country For Old Men”, it could have been the 1980’s or the 1950’s, the buildings would not better one’s judgment on such matters.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7w5wp5XfiJBGMVGCAr9fN3oLMclGoRgCet6i3bFcI162cgx47FtooOG7wkQnUMH_BHmyhsX2aFdHtD1gl5wmpMhOsHOOrmpTWbbzz_MHEPdmdGukUFi9VSBY0rSXybdIL0sN4Qghd_k/s1600-h/DSC_0114.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7w5wp5XfiJBGMVGCAr9fN3oLMclGoRgCet6i3bFcI162cgx47FtooOG7wkQnUMH_BHmyhsX2aFdHtD1gl5wmpMhOsHOOrmpTWbbzz_MHEPdmdGukUFi9VSBY0rSXybdIL0sN4Qghd_k/s320/DSC_0114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242683845669265010" /></a><br /><br /> We had some pretty delicious wings at Deeks, which I was convinced was a front for something not wing related.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDhv_PlKPNBcFvpYnoDvP2QUI7OOYNP_BcnfauPQv8qiv7P9vFndmgnzcNgTJXuEVvtr3__8iBDhU0W_BMIgeFd-2KppdDLGtTFnujViSZFnje39lomcSjRSr6njSAS2U1SRXMjFCPVHQ/s1600-h/DSC_0119.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDhv_PlKPNBcFvpYnoDvP2QUI7OOYNP_BcnfauPQv8qiv7P9vFndmgnzcNgTJXuEVvtr3__8iBDhU0W_BMIgeFd-2KppdDLGtTFnujViSZFnje39lomcSjRSr6njSAS2U1SRXMjFCPVHQ/s320/DSC_0119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686053189639810" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSx6oXYTb3YXay23wjXmv_-DUhB00h1KHpPi9CQkIZeWVy3rgXqXrfc1bGBhMaEik-YUKygeQ8fA_P-W3OeidygR0N8IXP3CFMBIIPPqTcgbrkVuWrFp6n3uopTcM8DMhLwcIS2NFmZQU/s1600-h/DSC_0108.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSx6oXYTb3YXay23wjXmv_-DUhB00h1KHpPi9CQkIZeWVy3rgXqXrfc1bGBhMaEik-YUKygeQ8fA_P-W3OeidygR0N8IXP3CFMBIIPPqTcgbrkVuWrFp6n3uopTcM8DMhLwcIS2NFmZQU/s320/DSC_0108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242683843187210562" /></a><br /><br />I can just see Anton Chigurh walking into one of these places and a car exploding behind him.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9T9ROQYtV-1kuUjhw7Pv5e4yJu5vCRkb-pmDfUzuYN12GjxM2Q-gc3sJb79_jaq0Ft47jRkHHuy67R3vkpwxS7YOhnbWJum0eSSKZq-m9vA-I-2QO-dXDNkSS8Zs6dRGrIfxn8QZOMs/s1600-h/DSC_0107.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9T9ROQYtV-1kuUjhw7Pv5e4yJu5vCRkb-pmDfUzuYN12GjxM2Q-gc3sJb79_jaq0Ft47jRkHHuy67R3vkpwxS7YOhnbWJum0eSSKZq-m9vA-I-2QO-dXDNkSS8Zs6dRGrIfxn8QZOMs/s320/DSC_0107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242683843030203602" /></a><br /><br />Back on the road, trying to stay awake, failing often.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5reLzZkvVP-e55mt_izgEpSz183tzRDmpZqGHxOKhJtYuixv75KOyXipLS-VWZUZ0N6BZqa9uIX2vUQ9Lfl_m1HYWlU5y430jdK1534BDSIdkZ6YoKqwyvsfMEjr7OzCEBnM2mBPRimI/s1600-h/DSC_0133.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5reLzZkvVP-e55mt_izgEpSz183tzRDmpZqGHxOKhJtYuixv75KOyXipLS-VWZUZ0N6BZqa9uIX2vUQ9Lfl_m1HYWlU5y430jdK1534BDSIdkZ6YoKqwyvsfMEjr7OzCEBnM2mBPRimI/s320/DSC_0133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242686056093127762" /></a><br /><br />Stopped at a bathroom in the deep south somewhere, this was on the urinal stall, just a reminder there are many differing opinions on things in this great land.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh2aLG__KnReZUNyO0QP_Mb0umAauZYDWXQMPsaqgb_grElITsInmUm5g35yLbBtQ1OZnd-_2ccmJF_Fti9_Ey5dWPbhjLbtgYo5eO_TrqchqFn95JGdAwz284dw2X8lwgXj3NN_RcGNk/s1600-h/DSC_0144.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD1fK51lz6M_f5JDkm5b-BjqQyDyNQBNfEsFfQLj24xaA6PUazVdIkTHuv9lQkEEw5sSy3ct5P5ofpZxxxba6fXzbcLBtURRPUf-wxZVapVQf_1LJ_LiS30BS3GEPk42oZc6koIiCW5Fo/s320/DSC_0212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242689041499812674" /></a><br /><br />We reached New Orleans by nightfall, confused about the curfew, wondering if anyone was even back, hoping we had power.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAe4lo-lspmazzKfICqS3Pj8n53yQOllnu27KBzn_n7IQAfEtxJdRiQ2k4-AezQn5HHdweoRK3cJxKT9NysJgFMfsm06UcOm9H6MlJYfFdUv9e459DoZ1wBhPipb6XaFU-_Cf4nItJgio/s1600-h/DSC_0224.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAe4lo-lspmazzKfICqS3Pj8n53yQOllnu27KBzn_n7IQAfEtxJdRiQ2k4-AezQn5HHdweoRK3cJxKT9NysJgFMfsm06UcOm9H6MlJYfFdUv9e459DoZ1wBhPipb6XaFU-_Cf4nItJgio/s320/DSC_0224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688628568016642" /></a><br /><br />The curfew had been lifted, some people were back, some not, and we did have power.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-fAhPpVIBGk8UOV7zfz6HUL7LdSmcx1l81pJpCHAjbNmE9pgOsXMbiWu2_eXl8LMSZqAueiVh8xEgrSwjKilV_epRf58qGcpRwJujqWFBVU9XPwvP0TSjLxzjFqvaNex1k9BcPvaROA/s1600-h/DSC_0225.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-fAhPpVIBGk8UOV7zfz6HUL7LdSmcx1l81pJpCHAjbNmE9pgOsXMbiWu2_eXl8LMSZqAueiVh8xEgrSwjKilV_epRf58qGcpRwJujqWFBVU9XPwvP0TSjLxzjFqvaNex1k9BcPvaROA/s320/DSC_0225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688626510227570" /></a><br /><br />There’s a lot of work that needs to be done, on top of what I know has been three years straight of such. I’m in awe of this place. It’s like a guy getting his ass kicked so many times he wins just cause he could take it. It’s good to be back where I haven’t been that long.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gO4rjbChEsABI8Oa2_KC2sjmdk4RIu-r1OS3HFmRPiLZGrFmGBFBj0hX63fQiSwneEFfbec1rrTr7DKPiFkNZp8TMJdxm84KzRekDhbyIelLQ6wjbo_YD8OYpAU_6fWhfQw9UgI2Q10/s1600-h/DSC_0246.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gO4rjbChEsABI8Oa2_KC2sjmdk4RIu-r1OS3HFmRPiLZGrFmGBFBj0hX63fQiSwneEFfbec1rrTr7DKPiFkNZp8TMJdxm84KzRekDhbyIelLQ6wjbo_YD8OYpAU_6fWhfQw9UgI2Q10/s320/DSC_0246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242688636430437458" /></a>erez horovitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522601011399561179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-13202772511714989802008-09-03T17:26:00.000-07:002008-09-03T17:55:53.687-07:00Bluff City<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwO9jLh9OJBvq48xmNOxyeEfmSlYNxEWB-cSfhTvY3xp8gPybch72Wc_comBNfau_QNkL_yv9YGKXMOs_4bKNEGsLrTWpL2_R3VBWTgC7CKAtw5C1354T0ukV4KKJ_s6VCTYq2B-YxFYI/s1600-h/DSC_0464.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwO9jLh9OJBvq48xmNOxyeEfmSlYNxEWB-cSfhTvY3xp8gPybch72Wc_comBNfau_QNkL_yv9YGKXMOs_4bKNEGsLrTWpL2_R3VBWTgC7CKAtw5C1354T0ukV4KKJ_s6VCTYq2B-YxFYI/s320/DSC_0464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958465988052914" /></a><br /><br /><br />A quick update from a coffee shop in downtown Memphis called <a href="http://www.bluffcitycoffee.com/">Bluff City Coffee</a>, on 505 Main St. Comfortable and clean it kind of feels like a starbucks but there’s only one of them, and it’s not nearly as forced. Trolleys pass just outside the windows at a slow speed, a reflection of the on and off drizzling and general gray feel of the day.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgBPwHxz256Uj2bRgLmRxAieSerakZNXfeGG6l7xckjNzL1c1XFqK3lz4IcjglCAtmcSpY02ECw_zaptroJZFVjbuWfHiyz05FX5RPhYWVn8yvbgmzjbBUWTioAwX2HJ4Qpgbo04T1tr0/s1600-h/DSC_0462.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgBPwHxz256Uj2bRgLmRxAieSerakZNXfeGG6l7xckjNzL1c1XFqK3lz4IcjglCAtmcSpY02ECw_zaptroJZFVjbuWfHiyz05FX5RPhYWVn8yvbgmzjbBUWTioAwX2HJ4Qpgbo04T1tr0/s320/DSC_0462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958459541264898" /></a><br /><br /><br />They say a wise man learns from others mistakes, a knowledgeable man learns from his own and the stupid learns from neither. With the David Gibson BBQ problem in fresh memory we went to a highly recommended rib place called <a href="http://www.cbqmemphis.com/">Central BBQ</a>. And boom goes the dynamite.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzFDt8PpK156cjMO8nGb1K4pUFrn_etxBITTNJOjQ4rOPYpCWDPdCVuuMPDw6CImTg-reQvi8nkg9AglWJjO8mmKlzD3pEEVF-dwcz_z-O8Fizf4Kz2UukpXvIvwI5kQxt9dBFwncVm8/s1600-h/DSC_0397.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzFDt8PpK156cjMO8nGb1K4pUFrn_etxBITTNJOjQ4rOPYpCWDPdCVuuMPDw6CImTg-reQvi8nkg9AglWJjO8mmKlzD3pEEVF-dwcz_z-O8Fizf4Kz2UukpXvIvwI5kQxt9dBFwncVm8/s320/DSC_0397.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958055813244258" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHPHjSgV1z3WvqmOLMQtbLxWZrqsPd3mZ_NdjpxOFIhVhaQaZfncvTPgJ4t9BP8SZ5GWnSBirwZshqT2wzhRAP16K6njXfHcVJSRA1yNhe0Uxtp9bahlCXVNPRAFUwiIthZ-sT5gH7bo/s1600-h/DSC_0380.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHPHjSgV1z3WvqmOLMQtbLxWZrqsPd3mZ_NdjpxOFIhVhaQaZfncvTPgJ4t9BP8SZ5GWnSBirwZshqT2wzhRAP16K6njXfHcVJSRA1yNhe0Uxtp9bahlCXVNPRAFUwiIthZ-sT5gH7bo/s320/DSC_0380.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958051642861682" /></a><br /><br /><br />We started off with a full rack of ribs, half dry half wet and sides of cole slaw, potato salad, baked beans and macaroni and cheese. Had we stopped there I think I probably would have been in ok. Before I explain how much I didn’t stop there, let me say that these were the best ribs I’ve ever had. Moist and juicy, you would try to rip off a piece and you’d be left with the bone in your hands, the meat laying on the tray waiting to be covered in the tangy sweet bbq sauce. The ribs had a distinct smokey taste to them, slightly crisp on the outside, red and juicy on the inside. We ended up putting back two full racks of them when all was said and done. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqGeVaIEgvINbIah6K9icQVMyrEWmlNofZZtDtenK4n4zUYp25Pe-7xQs0qd_H_AIlt-rafhWroZQIaTFSSVHL-V3MQhik78wDr4l0ZwqmWZEQuapTd6yYGJJZU0eVq2sNC3OJUTj6Ik/s1600-h/DSC_0379.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqGeVaIEgvINbIah6K9icQVMyrEWmlNofZZtDtenK4n4zUYp25Pe-7xQs0qd_H_AIlt-rafhWroZQIaTFSSVHL-V3MQhik78wDr4l0ZwqmWZEQuapTd6yYGJJZU0eVq2sNC3OJUTj6Ik/s320/DSC_0379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958047340783666" /></a><br /><br /><br />The macaroni and cheese was surprisingly good as well, cheesy but not to liquidy. I was less impressed with the slaw and potato salad, perhaps it was the recent memory of David Gibson’s cole slaw, which was the best I have had in recent memory, but this dish was nothing special. Again, this is a tiny dent in an otherwise flawless experience.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-g0hSWM8EC69ijvVujhHGHvjFHg3VQ1W2Eks8gwNaGkypB3uJv-bSYuIDTQfgi9RIfFgK09xvu6XQTWOQOpFKkOnhb6tZUM6Am6P3jj7dYooqkttvEL2PnbkIVayACulWwSb3cwCBC6g/s1600-h/DSC_0378.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-g0hSWM8EC69ijvVujhHGHvjFHg3VQ1W2Eks8gwNaGkypB3uJv-bSYuIDTQfgi9RIfFgK09xvu6XQTWOQOpFKkOnhb6tZUM6Am6P3jj7dYooqkttvEL2PnbkIVayACulWwSb3cwCBC6g/s320/DSC_0378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958042833702018" /></a><br /><br /><br /> Craig, partner and manager, was friendly and down to earth, he was giving all Louisiana residents half off on their orders in a show of solidarity for the evacuees, what a guy. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivx7vXjwEug5uuD5_XL-OWJGkHj2XGJxTRWZQ6r_MGwzgdWdWNiI-ZSE-1bVN7O794Gv9rjHo_TA0a7Szq0KXdeKw61Xi1v07MkCubqyIxU73oI12gB8ZIh2XcC1So__zQfns0EnBVpXk/s1600-h/DSC_0389.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivx7vXjwEug5uuD5_XL-OWJGkHj2XGJxTRWZQ6r_MGwzgdWdWNiI-ZSE-1bVN7O794Gv9rjHo_TA0a7Szq0KXdeKw61Xi1v07MkCubqyIxU73oI12gB8ZIh2XcC1So__zQfns0EnBVpXk/s320/DSC_0389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958060988448178" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Plenty of bottled beers (including fat tire!) as well as a few great local brews on tap. Laid back dining with nearly instantaneous service, I think I waited about 15 seconds before my food was in my hands. Despite the stomach cramps and the impending thunder I will let loose on this unsuspecting coffee shop, I consider the entire experience worthy of high praise.<br /><br />We checked out the <a href="http://www.soulsvilleusa.com/">STAX museum</a>, an amazing place in honor and memory of an incredible record company that was responsible for some of the great soul music legends such as Otis Redding and Booker T. and the MG’s. The tour was a great summary if the labels short but impressive run from 1957 to 1972. Admission was free for Louisiana transplants, but even so, admission is fair and well worth it if you consider yourself even a casual fan of Memphis soul music.<br /><br />On the way from STAX to Main St we took an abbreviated self-navigated driving tour of Memphis. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52x1LtYpaWNdvvh1Qb6wbETsMmzug-QP9cCIWFpPFAUxPAWOmETPbPT_ly6MyHNab8cyzduXUhrPVZaaegcTUjfg6tBmsSm4YfadUcTfVcHgTVkOoYWhY382sI64a9kdZuHfCpI__XIs/s1600-h/DSC_0412.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52x1LtYpaWNdvvh1Qb6wbETsMmzug-QP9cCIWFpPFAUxPAWOmETPbPT_ly6MyHNab8cyzduXUhrPVZaaegcTUjfg6tBmsSm4YfadUcTfVcHgTVkOoYWhY382sI64a9kdZuHfCpI__XIs/s320/DSC_0412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958452735086946" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipx0hgBSMF4cYs_kH5raHyY-dOOfTBaDWkBoSaKXCvDOl3myQIzlcPNXq1y27zbhKz7S8NJOqcBcbS8DV28wE_6jw86Ef1uZTkbRYMrRkZGOZsOCaKwcXW73WyePqJtZgiDL9sZdclkos/s1600-h/DSC_0416.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipx0hgBSMF4cYs_kH5raHyY-dOOfTBaDWkBoSaKXCvDOl3myQIzlcPNXq1y27zbhKz7S8NJOqcBcbS8DV28wE_6jw86Ef1uZTkbRYMrRkZGOZsOCaKwcXW73WyePqJtZgiDL9sZdclkos/s320/DSC_0416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241958452314603122" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3CMD4i6Z76_5am28VsL2SJUR_pzz-Jn4UJYDxo-CwWWtHZoYNeNOZFRMRv4-WfRj-n3cXsuTq_ruKdl2YejWFlLuxjtE842r6q6H_d3AX01XY_2jRA7NtgVYhi0jUyyFTgbHYD5uYYfc/s1600-h/DSC_0467.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3CMD4i6Z76_5am28VsL2SJUR_pzz-Jn4UJYDxo-CwWWtHZoYNeNOZFRMRv4-WfRj-n3cXsuTq_ruKdl2YejWFlLuxjtE842r6q6H_d3AX01XY_2jRA7NtgVYhi0jUyyFTgbHYD5uYYfc/s320/DSC_0467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241959375365108690" /></a>erez horovitzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04522601011399561179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-67048867015252326632008-09-03T10:19:00.000-07:002008-09-03T11:18:16.894-07:00An Oasis in Memphis<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9KLPSYm-hUQDvunYMBNMCOewLf5q3mktSBdaHhGXaMLcT-ea00B4_Yy16Lvrk6Ehcc12bA6qADyDS7UEwfwCJ_q9C008h7E7arxCIniyc88iclf1RU5qM5xfOlIFZYPcp829GSEowipb/s1600-h/DSC_0278.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9KLPSYm-hUQDvunYMBNMCOewLf5q3mktSBdaHhGXaMLcT-ea00B4_Yy16Lvrk6Ehcc12bA6qADyDS7UEwfwCJ_q9C008h7E7arxCIniyc88iclf1RU5qM5xfOlIFZYPcp829GSEowipb/s320/DSC_0278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241849404680763618" /></a><br /><br />The days got away from me there for a second, but I put my feet down and stopped my laziness from spiraling into the usual snow boulder of pity. I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Memphis that is so original it’s gone back around to being homogenous, in a good way. Over the course of the last 24 hours we said goodbye to our gracious host Elena in Huntsville and said hey now to our new city of stay, Memphis. But when as much transpired as has, it is best to start were it makes most sense starting.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwME8okPWiSv86H2sSR9pP4EbMpgyOl1xs_-oXQfEQX6A7_FJ8rM1TyBc36MvfCr6_efFncUHoFMKVq_l8DzbWdj8EgelzfKd-FEIWYPPgu6M-6IPWvgt1Zf_TWUdEGlUJf7WBXFlBDy5P/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwME8okPWiSv86H2sSR9pP4EbMpgyOl1xs_-oXQfEQX6A7_FJ8rM1TyBc36MvfCr6_efFncUHoFMKVq_l8DzbWdj8EgelzfKd-FEIWYPPgu6M-6IPWvgt1Zf_TWUdEGlUJf7WBXFlBDy5P/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847404093540610" /></a><br /><br /><br />We woke the morning the day before this eager to leave the comfort and laid back atmosphere of Huntsville. Elena and her house had served as an interesting setting for our stay, and we are truly grateful for her hospitality and accent. As a kind of parting gift to us, she got us day passes to the new local gym down the street, D1.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWDTnpdmyvA5a-ur8NgflxTLHPfTkPtCcsKW44cur55kHGe98xGfHlhtUSj_NWbNPAa9w4rERACedXd7NqFwtjzo4776wv6IMoRWIB0m_LbJjPBNdI1IHOK_87YJz4uOjKMiFxzNwES3M/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWDTnpdmyvA5a-ur8NgflxTLHPfTkPtCcsKW44cur55kHGe98xGfHlhtUSj_NWbNPAa9w4rERACedXd7NqFwtjzo4776wv6IMoRWIB0m_LbJjPBNdI1IHOK_87YJz4uOjKMiFxzNwES3M/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847393597315682" /></a><br /><br /><br />Elena's shower, songs that should be sung inside include; "Rocket Man" Elton John, "Space Oddity" David Bowie, and "Humans are Dead" Flight of the Concords.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTRhnwXkLmBFeeKPiR4XQQc_XzCn_ndPm6NqHXL1loGOGJw-i1yvs0kVjjexjYQkxR12ytFT4IDZhULQ_W5ZRm7ATLEiBlo_jdlObPRc19dKjfTwJYsc6ZrUbY20V4L9x_WPshMj3TQLU/s1600-h/DSC_0005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTRhnwXkLmBFeeKPiR4XQQc_XzCn_ndPm6NqHXL1loGOGJw-i1yvs0kVjjexjYQkxR12ytFT4IDZhULQ_W5ZRm7ATLEiBlo_jdlObPRc19dKjfTwJYsc6ZrUbY20V4L9x_WPshMj3TQLU/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847400254386946" /></a><br /><br /><br />When our soft fleshy bodies walked through the doors of this megachurch of a gym, we were pretty amazed with the facilities. Dallas Terrell greeted us as the door and gave us the tour.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQYj-HNYuVnMEZxQEKd09LZ8VU0nsMa2arhp8LgIiPjxI-urjP8GkuQa81D3gJg-qWI4Qh0C5rtM4MGASnvGBl_WX3g-RPVMYNEtg-N5rDEQzcDXhs6yQCbOZZrxhkMG4-IPqql8GQlGN/s1600-h/DSC_1019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDQYj-HNYuVnMEZxQEKd09LZ8VU0nsMa2arhp8LgIiPjxI-urjP8GkuQa81D3gJg-qWI4Qh0C5rtM4MGASnvGBl_WX3g-RPVMYNEtg-N5rDEQzcDXhs6yQCbOZZrxhkMG4-IPqql8GQlGN/s320/DSC_1019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241850912282277602" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFOsnp0An0jypUkeSMJIM8gPPkO0o0AFACsEivFB0973bKmyL8qXaO9TDx3UD7vRPAkChSXNZg3toaZSx4gknpXbisDyqykEL_Vb6c3NGkoPm0VbMVHctSTTNOF0XBXXesamuEcETHRQs/s1600-h/DSC_1031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFOsnp0An0jypUkeSMJIM8gPPkO0o0AFACsEivFB0973bKmyL8qXaO9TDx3UD7vRPAkChSXNZg3toaZSx4gknpXbisDyqykEL_Vb6c3NGkoPm0VbMVHctSTTNOF0XBXXesamuEcETHRQs/s320/DSC_1031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241850897498461666" /></a><br /><br /><br />The place was started by former college teammates of my favorite sell out, no chin professional quarterback, Peyton Manning. The name denotes training as if one were in a division 1 collegiate sports program.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHabro9Njad0-9oZHigJ-fjdaqMLZvmyJkrUPKG2h8K68G4ptU-uB-y4Y2zjF2Vi1Les4rq-sHELig-2ir_lwcRsgIwB5NFxQ6zxoZ-iD6kbtPmvtHb5QNQMIUUe5IRvBQCtIeQrzTBKgg/s1600-h/DSC_1025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHabro9Njad0-9oZHigJ-fjdaqMLZvmyJkrUPKG2h8K68G4ptU-uB-y4Y2zjF2Vi1Les4rq-sHELig-2ir_lwcRsgIwB5NFxQ6zxoZ-iD6kbtPmvtHb5QNQMIUUe5IRvBQCtIeQrzTBKgg/s320/DSC_1025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241850903209377602" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOuU66nbbgfdAtZsGIsgOpU_Nu1DAQnSByAEtWfVZk5FvbJU-Bvit6aLXlvUXOq4YjuBEXdXJSZa4qFhC3r5BTlDXDCfaVKlJyligOd7ljTIQd88g4TTuVlzHNtv8n4pq088sPg2UyZNZ/s1600-h/DSC_1052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiOuU66nbbgfdAtZsGIsgOpU_Nu1DAQnSByAEtWfVZk5FvbJU-Bvit6aLXlvUXOq4YjuBEXdXJSZa4qFhC3r5BTlDXDCfaVKlJyligOd7ljTIQd88g4TTuVlzHNtv8n4pq088sPg2UyZNZ/s320/DSC_1052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241850903749232690" /></a><br /><br />As we tried to work out we saw normal people, the kind of people you would see at a normal gym grunting and sweating doing some pretty unique and impressive drills, i.e. flipping giant tires down the turf line practice field, then beating them with sledge hammers. (Not making this up, 50 year old women beating this piece of rubber within an inch of it’s tread life)<br />The concept is that you show up for scheduled ‘classes’, then train in groups as if you were all on the same team. I think it’s a great concept, and guess what, so does Dallas. We said goodbyes to our muscly friend just as he was posting quote from proverbs on the gigantic white board; ‘A friend who is close is better than a brother who is far away.’<br /><br />We hit the road hard, determined to reach Memphis under the 4 hours iphone predicted it would take.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJBMVa1sPcPjkz_FIgjenk-zdBRoPN95hrlS_BaxToazOLV-5qTyuRTF2zaM27K5mlDJJmW9jkg6npH5MeO8DyFkFW1IhGoGNFaxBJ3r1pwBwjMCfmH1u_uGqa-FStOsrMj8z7Jg2snCX/s1600-h/DSC_0100.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJBMVa1sPcPjkz_FIgjenk-zdBRoPN95hrlS_BaxToazOLV-5qTyuRTF2zaM27K5mlDJJmW9jkg6npH5MeO8DyFkFW1IhGoGNFaxBJ3r1pwBwjMCfmH1u_uGqa-FStOsrMj8z7Jg2snCX/s320/DSC_0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847410859572626" /></a><br /><br /><br />I read aloud to Nate from his new book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Nixonland-Rise-President-Fracturing-America/dp/0743243021">NIXONLAND</a>, an amazing work on documenting moment by moment, and quote by quote Nixon’s and the rights rise to power out of the ashes and frustration of liberalism’s death rattle following LBJ’s presidency. I think I read it really well, Nate is unavailable for comment.<br /><br />We were awe struck with the ride and scenery that came with it, not that it was particularly beautiful nor not, it was just interesting and inspired high brow thoughts and monologues of lives outside of our own thoughts and familiarity<br /><br /><br />We arrived at our Hostel, and I must admit, having had several hostel experiences that I would rather forget but seem to remember inverse to that wanton desire, was trepid. The pilgrim house immediately set my mind at ease, welcoming me with the familiar and comforting air of socialist/co-op/organic/fair trade poster propaganda painting the walls of the homey, laid back and casual hostel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMWE9FX5mQixfwJ4mgnuMG7PFKFwdeaPCA5AcKGMeqUEGUvzGNRHNpJ4ItaKLGv_dEUJBbxlEC8P9uhuznPsJTuTPdxCwnTSEnMDd4TKUQESu8Dpur7MPf8tcPsozcRX7Ib9pmsr5ED3vs/s1600-h/DSC_0111.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMWE9FX5mQixfwJ4mgnuMG7PFKFwdeaPCA5AcKGMeqUEGUvzGNRHNpJ4ItaKLGv_dEUJBbxlEC8P9uhuznPsJTuTPdxCwnTSEnMDd4TKUQESu8Dpur7MPf8tcPsozcRX7Ib9pmsr5ED3vs/s320/DSC_0111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241847417863624322" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwK61cVf_JLAmQJQq611HC9Ydbh58zWa-byMBsSIOjvdj8GshDf-qNGImvsYcwNRR9Hvc3qEXgF36zW8Sej7aF-L2DBSxPo-aKuSUyCq3yoc-m7H9kadDXa_6pvIkG0jjI41PpWwUCzjF7/s1600-h/DSC_0225.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwK61cVf_JLAmQJQq611HC9Ydbh58zWa-byMBsSIOjvdj8GshDf-qNGImvsYcwNRR9Hvc3qEXgF36zW8Sej7aF-L2DBSxPo-aKuSUyCq3yoc-m7H9kadDXa_6pvIkG0jjI41PpWwUCzjF7/s320/DSC_0225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848718011228962" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1e6z7pH7bKC9LquTM3tyxB1sxC5Md1XCguqUnwuTAbgAJEAZzKBdyBaUW84CCmvE-68f6i6cWwfc7c5CSmOHwDAvpYkaQHx-kV7HEbdmaxzztLVs1xYwr0JBivmCTg1UGdKrF3JLnLhcN/s1600-h/DSC_0226.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1e6z7pH7bKC9LquTM3tyxB1sxC5Md1XCguqUnwuTAbgAJEAZzKBdyBaUW84CCmvE-68f6i6cWwfc7c5CSmOHwDAvpYkaQHx-kV7HEbdmaxzztLVs1xYwr0JBivmCTg1UGdKrF3JLnLhcN/s320/DSC_0226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848714090629858" /></a><br /><br /><br />We put our stuff down and before I had a chance to open my mouth and fuck it up, our group had paired up with a group of transplanted Spanish teachers from Louisiana. And so followed, the natural progression of such a situation.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiSA4dwtSGXUAx7QAsO_sUM76HmFShZ9Xsph9K-lwecf4uCQGpo4G5OjEn-R36Un0QhaVnxmXBX2Rm5oiDFizc0YJO8OCH_njBw9u15uaQ7xF0HMDanFcJI3xJUqgZyamJqkCDJ-nj8Fe-/s1600-h/DSC_0121.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiSA4dwtSGXUAx7QAsO_sUM76HmFShZ9Xsph9K-lwecf4uCQGpo4G5OjEn-R36Un0QhaVnxmXBX2Rm5oiDFizc0YJO8OCH_njBw9u15uaQ7xF0HMDanFcJI3xJUqgZyamJqkCDJ-nj8Fe-/s320/DSC_0121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848696808005954" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8WmwAHj6iK6f4x3dnbonyGghEqkSohEMqUe7JKDwwjLHhzIvtQ11vr8oyZRJjhmtLd5LIEUUtgiKG6IliEx6cK4M-QGah9lq43ewZxFnhWghJ-O_O3hs8jCkBdEiGHKgXdIcgPSskB7Ml/s1600-h/DSC_0137.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8WmwAHj6iK6f4x3dnbonyGghEqkSohEMqUe7JKDwwjLHhzIvtQ11vr8oyZRJjhmtLd5LIEUUtgiKG6IliEx6cK4M-QGah9lq43ewZxFnhWghJ-O_O3hs8jCkBdEiGHKgXdIcgPSskB7Ml/s320/DSC_0137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848706887495442" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdt3E3TNSY7rXbpOSAQGC3_bR_3yisiEWdJ0etTPr5kyJgfR9V1mfgEhyphenhyphenAqKGXLOAqALkugyt9JOZFQ6-G_hdh4kv6JbVDkRYkVQi5btW9UwfG4IMD6HY6uyvzYqMvGuAhhEGR2fOeu-K/s1600-h/DSC_0172.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdt3E3TNSY7rXbpOSAQGC3_bR_3yisiEWdJ0etTPr5kyJgfR9V1mfgEhyphenhyphenAqKGXLOAqALkugyt9JOZFQ6-G_hdh4kv6JbVDkRYkVQi5btW9UwfG4IMD6HY6uyvzYqMvGuAhhEGR2fOeu-K/s320/DSC_0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848710779450786" /></a><br /><br /><br />And so time passed and I find myself at this coffee shop across from the hostel, talking to two more New Orleans displaced. Nate and Gill share some similar frustrations that are also attributed to making the city a unique place for opportunity.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjerqf-mUvnodK13Arhf6WSVEIR_RC3GQaap-oDcy48wgZEqjCZdqJOBuQKY_sKkTnXnIeZYGj_FYuuk06T_8uiEz1uHsApUzY2VHRcvYyDOzgcwJ-r3SQOVAOSbwOtfnvte39pDeOMdTPT/s1600-h/DSC_0282.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjerqf-mUvnodK13Arhf6WSVEIR_RC3GQaap-oDcy48wgZEqjCZdqJOBuQKY_sKkTnXnIeZYGj_FYuuk06T_8uiEz1uHsApUzY2VHRcvYyDOzgcwJ-r3SQOVAOSbwOtfnvte39pDeOMdTPT/s320/DSC_0282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241850913687223186" /></a><br /><br /><br />We’ve heard that New Orleans is letting people back in today, sounds like we’ll get silly one more time before reentering the city that expelled us a few days ago, at which point I will have spent more days outside it city than in it.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezkdNzbWUPkULjWfwQXWufhHUKvbVJexX7BuKkTgZB4EaLjEo-A3fBx3E-qXmlLtDcfwqWIk_54cOVT2wfEbftjkaAR9mRVl8blARjPXhzQ47kiFVptE4TPoHWZtUWOybWx2OgCeV6FuI/s1600-h/DSC_0279.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhezkdNzbWUPkULjWfwQXWufhHUKvbVJexX7BuKkTgZB4EaLjEo-A3fBx3E-qXmlLtDcfwqWIk_54cOVT2wfEbftjkaAR9mRVl8blARjPXhzQ47kiFVptE4TPoHWZtUWOybWx2OgCeV6FuI/s320/DSC_0279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241849407668436498" /></a>Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-37644441148950318882008-09-01T21:06:00.000-07:002008-09-02T06:22:19.118-07:00Day 5; September 1, 2008 Hello HUNTSVILLE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJKxZytY_gPdDoZe7RhLCk1-WD3WluCoTdFg5IpZjlxKyOGLzozKwSLZx0zE4xi4Sw5044fPjd7cQLezpybAin937aCIDPdSkxMBBRUkmzYfkUaMTPkI_bp3MRTZ_XUsRIBdFTyVH5xfbm/s1600-h/DSC_0707.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJKxZytY_gPdDoZe7RhLCk1-WD3WluCoTdFg5IpZjlxKyOGLzozKwSLZx0zE4xi4Sw5044fPjd7cQLezpybAin937aCIDPdSkxMBBRUkmzYfkUaMTPkI_bp3MRTZ_XUsRIBdFTyVH5xfbm/s320/DSC_0707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281270122935010" /></a><br /><br />Hello again. First full day in Huntsville Alabama, it’s no New Orleans, but it knows how to let its hair down.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIKMgFXxECR13PPDzRWB2aeD2re3WdL7j26Fj9yVkqefP_AVKPPYoszmAYtvmjDzcCXY6j7c0HPZ_76yg6qR54wpHx-BBEiMnIhE0uKqSBOpp7-JxNugNp2ngOy2brhkliYwElVReaNYgG/s1600-h/DSC_0677.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIKMgFXxECR13PPDzRWB2aeD2re3WdL7j26Fj9yVkqefP_AVKPPYoszmAYtvmjDzcCXY6j7c0HPZ_76yg6qR54wpHx-BBEiMnIhE0uKqSBOpp7-JxNugNp2ngOy2brhkliYwElVReaNYgG/s320/DSC_0677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275101999219730" /></a><br /><br />I awoke this morning and realized that I dream exclusively things I cannot recall. With this in mind we started off our day at FUNNTASIA, a place so fun they added a whole bunch of letters to the word and called their place that. <br />We ran into a transplanted family; here the mother is glued to the TV, hoping to hear some fresh news on the ongoing GUSTAV. At that point, the levees seemed to be holding, video footage did show water spilling over the top, but for the most part being held timidly back.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl1PFXVTbssYuI7E_bYZWKhzDm-pc6urF5n5sR46EvrDkudw6plcUdSsy-A-tVkOsl8ckMlkaOTit9gLi6qViCLbaNX54lt2exTe44k6a5vG10CcmRMDYFKbDuuqdEmTN93YTnfIEAoU9/s1600-h/DSC_0632.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKl1PFXVTbssYuI7E_bYZWKhzDm-pc6urF5n5sR46EvrDkudw6plcUdSsy-A-tVkOsl8ckMlkaOTit9gLi6qViCLbaNX54lt2exTe44k6a5vG10CcmRMDYFKbDuuqdEmTN93YTnfIEAoU9/s320/DSC_0632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275094861717202" /></a><br /><br />Nothing takes your mind off a storm that could decimate the city your friends helped rebuild like a much too competitive round of mini golf. It was a nail biter with Nate, <a href="http://nolayurp.collectivex.com/network/show_profile/24882">Zach</a> and I trading strokes and the lead all the way through the Zebra course. (Our other option was the elephant course, but we didn’t know there was another option till we finished, still I stand by the decision) Gill was too busy wearing sunglasses and talking on his Bluetooth ear thing to put up much of a fight, so he became the comic relief, but he sucked at that too.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8GLIwDKGC-COTElNHvhyCcG25nmZgoFrMyVGRJsnCmfeKUEdATmVVygxUGUc3kbtFBYvZcnb_FGKRYiu0R27XqOqE4DYMKQsA0VZZ_kIh-ATvSdq_stopRtjCcDhM5e4jOL3SZ1EOlKhn/s1600-h/DSC_0686.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8GLIwDKGC-COTElNHvhyCcG25nmZgoFrMyVGRJsnCmfeKUEdATmVVygxUGUc3kbtFBYvZcnb_FGKRYiu0R27XqOqE4DYMKQsA0VZZ_kIh-ATvSdq_stopRtjCcDhM5e4jOL3SZ1EOlKhn/s320/DSC_0686.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281265135726082" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLIS3tkaFm7rBwLKQv8WxJmtez-yxQHadEo4laeTS1m0Gm-o0WR_XqZPybDdpxnIndcedZGwOT-6tzxGil2MvwF9FBjdT7q0K8Nog7KMdNU2vfDqs9sMwv_RBOedLZsgEJNs4HsAhR_3-1/s1600-h/DSC_0673.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLIS3tkaFm7rBwLKQv8WxJmtez-yxQHadEo4laeTS1m0Gm-o0WR_XqZPybDdpxnIndcedZGwOT-6tzxGil2MvwF9FBjdT7q0K8Nog7KMdNU2vfDqs9sMwv_RBOedLZsgEJNs4HsAhR_3-1/s320/DSC_0673.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275106936733554" /></a><br /><br /><br />Here we argued at a seminal point about the etiquette of mini golf. Nate had an almost preternatural sense of the topic, but tempers did flare up. At one point I had to walk away and pee in the pond just to cool off. (I suggest if you do go to funntasia to try the elephant course) In the end I walked away the victor, my prize was lunch, courtesy of the sorry bunch I had beaten. (tensions continue to be high in the group, Nate still contending I miscounted on several holes when I did not. Rather I knowingly gave the wrong score)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLWc5My8ba4J1t8JBS-hx93W_XtwgJLTwx2z7cDzOZTiEwnK1psqBHS5UmWo7b4k62EeQJhM4FQIzM2XQfwZqJHxnABcp8c4-P107tJOndq_jvKNWCo10h0LtPcz2lkbG_4k8ZpatoTGvT/s1600-h/DSC_0659.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLWc5My8ba4J1t8JBS-hx93W_XtwgJLTwx2z7cDzOZTiEwnK1psqBHS5UmWo7b4k62EeQJhM4FQIzM2XQfwZqJHxnABcp8c4-P107tJOndq_jvKNWCo10h0LtPcz2lkbG_4k8ZpatoTGvT/s320/DSC_0659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275096859777298" /></a><br /><br />This gorilla cannot wait to haunt me tonight. Or hug me I guess. It’s probably going to do both.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4mZNnAyNtufDZsNQXwqRqQ5-pGhJB_cBlgz1LNLeCHmZh9llfAm5Zkj66IPyWvvVclBNvHa8wehzlzprxo3TLfHwvuColMmv74F3niOZBG7QMeO3gF3ua3yqcaARbH1TXRSNkQIvFZEm/s1600-h/DSC_0685.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4mZNnAyNtufDZsNQXwqRqQ5-pGhJB_cBlgz1LNLeCHmZh9llfAm5Zkj66IPyWvvVclBNvHa8wehzlzprxo3TLfHwvuColMmv74F3niOZBG7QMeO3gF3ua3yqcaARbH1TXRSNkQIvFZEm/s320/DSC_0685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241275110736261618" /></a><br /><br />This was a very cool local coffee shop down the street, great little place with more people outside and around it than actually inside.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4C-S4Z79l_HBFdLoZNIaWFCcVtsobzUw_O69s_XD5a0f-97vSey7B_EDhDlyZNPgKvYLktFZ2TJp4_0GC5tR_Z8OX2wZ_3F6poN08i6u9LcWKRibsXn9WSFaD4Mdr-OB16sdXbh5FoPj/s1600-h/DSC_0713.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ4C-S4Z79l_HBFdLoZNIaWFCcVtsobzUw_O69s_XD5a0f-97vSey7B_EDhDlyZNPgKvYLktFZ2TJp4_0GC5tR_Z8OX2wZ_3F6poN08i6u9LcWKRibsXn9WSFaD4Mdr-OB16sdXbh5FoPj/s320/DSC_0713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281272514780434" /></a><br /><br /><br />Based on an Internet recommendation, we headed to David Gibson’s BBQ, on the way we stopped at this… large tribute to the holy man’s son, JESUS. Here he has been tastefully plastered onto a 60 ft building.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2Ez3ewkvuiI2f2I_jPPhFwxV_ARrn_CzPqBpW3jVb_0njHHGRcShG9gxJ62PVvqSnEzgAEO5izkMdlW3S9aH7-LKyomYLg1mCLH2wCnOGpmTBVmtyZ43iEYHkDSmAecLS7q0sQ_oQjt5/s1600-h/DSC_0763.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz2Ez3ewkvuiI2f2I_jPPhFwxV_ARrn_CzPqBpW3jVb_0njHHGRcShG9gxJ62PVvqSnEzgAEO5izkMdlW3S9aH7-LKyomYLg1mCLH2wCnOGpmTBVmtyZ43iEYHkDSmAecLS7q0sQ_oQjt5/s320/DSC_0763.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281277563474274" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjEtS12Zv7Wfcng2u2lQcCycYfKMWV6WMsFe04B7i71UecgbhT_sPjNvR-7RBx3EAAjgPcYuxh4oA2XhzbYpdpHSg-upGzmY-DqPyoNdiEdCqazXFSL8NgIFuPNyXhuQ18R0iSuXloxBi/s1600-h/DSC_0771.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjEtS12Zv7Wfcng2u2lQcCycYfKMWV6WMsFe04B7i71UecgbhT_sPjNvR-7RBx3EAAjgPcYuxh4oA2XhzbYpdpHSg-upGzmY-DqPyoNdiEdCqazXFSL8NgIFuPNyXhuQ18R0iSuXloxBi/s320/DSC_0771.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281283792489442" /></a><br /><br /><br />Where to begin with David Gibson’s? Well, we ate at 3pm, it’s now nearly 11pm and me eating is as likely as me watching hotel erotica 3 over the phone with my mom. We all stuffed our faces with slow cooked beef and pork, sides of slaw, beans and potato salad. Everything was moist and the BBQ sauce was a perfect compliment to the piles of pulled meat. We were given a full bag of white roles and plenty of house hot sauce to create massive pulled pork/beef sandwiches. It was bare bones simple and done perfectly.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUFE0DEfnZPtwDErLap6dOSm2D5qLu4EkMdArDtTZVV3CQ3mdpKPOoHAwKAR77Qk_9cN6IjbWKKE5R5YzmELgwxgBYt8mGYVD-cQX7AXY9fiCty96shKKumExu-I5xyCAyc8cmOor0OS_/s1600-h/DSC_0780.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUFE0DEfnZPtwDErLap6dOSm2D5qLu4EkMdArDtTZVV3CQ3mdpKPOoHAwKAR77Qk_9cN6IjbWKKE5R5YzmELgwxgBYt8mGYVD-cQX7AXY9fiCty96shKKumExu-I5xyCAyc8cmOor0OS_/s320/DSC_0780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241290345208923650" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvZ_qLBSbUbXK6NTxb_K1eDjZrJxV6vaN6SYCusyMPg9rnWzseV_0GBei1s3XQcY8fFWUh_rNrRzWRdgh9Fjdo5vh20qKY01b0fkaHLFPGrh9n0lJCt88MdmClMUcJMEkIh2YOAzJkgqTL/s1600-h/DSC_0789.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvZ_qLBSbUbXK6NTxb_K1eDjZrJxV6vaN6SYCusyMPg9rnWzseV_0GBei1s3XQcY8fFWUh_rNrRzWRdgh9Fjdo5vh20qKY01b0fkaHLFPGrh9n0lJCt88MdmClMUcJMEkIh2YOAzJkgqTL/s320/DSC_0789.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241286623807620962" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzHs5QUdZ4_mUFowcn3lcH4elxxh6sVs9f9Tezt7Z2EgNyOxfAX1hYI9qpFt0EjXlL3fHmz11-KWb523F6YQMPBb9iZxtCKIh7vl8hYnh7GGCjMNq75dgKlSWsrxYF93OB0pJ9egRZOafm/s1600-h/DSC_0786.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzHs5QUdZ4_mUFowcn3lcH4elxxh6sVs9f9Tezt7Z2EgNyOxfAX1hYI9qpFt0EjXlL3fHmz11-KWb523F6YQMPBb9iZxtCKIh7vl8hYnh7GGCjMNq75dgKlSWsrxYF93OB0pJ9egRZOafm/s320/DSC_0786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241286616774989842" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMz4v2KZOM0T99_QNdaPWClMPMIHw8m9m7pmRjPT45aGTmByRBJGNlsUto78hcHOA_RJWHKLpA2aRSEoz1Cyvzf2CifKwhua_mlzWl1HiDLAYCCoK_AwnqhdLlZqogDtdW7fb5Ulct5Et-/s1600-h/DSC_0778.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMz4v2KZOM0T99_QNdaPWClMPMIHw8m9m7pmRjPT45aGTmByRBJGNlsUto78hcHOA_RJWHKLpA2aRSEoz1Cyvzf2CifKwhua_mlzWl1HiDLAYCCoK_AwnqhdLlZqogDtdW7fb5Ulct5Et-/s320/DSC_0778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241286615119485330" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqs6UrKECorZYlPfKjk5_I2GHyAUkGPqDsQBbMFvlXtS7j7zf136q9tGtVIpjcF4AAjh70vlnVL7L8ZLGZtsHYP-lbgcCLUMIe5UDwpOd4BwPX62rL7C4Ha-0VRdV9OHlw146M8me0sMvW/s1600-h/DSC_0790.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqs6UrKECorZYlPfKjk5_I2GHyAUkGPqDsQBbMFvlXtS7j7zf136q9tGtVIpjcF4AAjh70vlnVL7L8ZLGZtsHYP-lbgcCLUMIe5UDwpOd4BwPX62rL7C4Ha-0VRdV9OHlw146M8me0sMvW/s320/DSC_0790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241286623744356898" /></a><br /><br /><br />Harold Gibson, David’s son and current owner took us in the back and showed us the operation. Massive hickory logs stacked out back led us into the kitchen. He explained the entire smoking process in such detail and with such passion that it would be disrespectful to try and do it justice here. All I knows is it was good, and if I’m ever in Huntsville this will definitely be a spot I come back to.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6BrMy-Jbj1lnpWUQGYCaCN_92zFGH34Wzl7yWd-PsmD5uD5xfilkMIhTVmDC7JppqzN8LWT6ZRYf4iJaLpOts3XV1sIDeScZXn9b9YWyZg9G3o9ZDsfD4RIvoRazRvvlhF_mpOwRSjlA/s1600-h/DSC_0812.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6BrMy-Jbj1lnpWUQGYCaCN_92zFGH34Wzl7yWd-PsmD5uD5xfilkMIhTVmDC7JppqzN8LWT6ZRYf4iJaLpOts3XV1sIDeScZXn9b9YWyZg9G3o9ZDsfD4RIvoRazRvvlhF_mpOwRSjlA/s320/DSC_0812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288586431339074" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZEOva-DVAv-wmAW3MXIPnW2D77cP7aIm5PP3wMzjSGe50fx4q6TXjI2AeDQgeO3gC_doEZQcCptN7dF-27RPYEGwITViGOenyV2BJ3wPzYkXLjVMJ9Bro6Q1AuHXHRhLCfodxuNQbmKC/s1600-h/DSC_0802.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZEOva-DVAv-wmAW3MXIPnW2D77cP7aIm5PP3wMzjSGe50fx4q6TXjI2AeDQgeO3gC_doEZQcCptN7dF-27RPYEGwITViGOenyV2BJ3wPzYkXLjVMJ9Bro6Q1AuHXHRhLCfodxuNQbmKC/s320/DSC_0802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241286635035832386" /></a><br /><br /><br />His Mom is 88 and still works in the kitchen.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBHCg4F462-0a8o_U_ZX-vV3ppBd8wyAc5vaTw-qxdLJE6GfQVlVwoeIDZGMeJcr4XRas8Dx9uIn05jn2SxeHuqTToCK-KfpWXPaKdAPeFre-8-BVN_1Mg9uVQpsG7T8nYavbNnnTOQrQ/s1600-h/DSC_0810.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBHCg4F462-0a8o_U_ZX-vV3ppBd8wyAc5vaTw-qxdLJE6GfQVlVwoeIDZGMeJcr4XRas8Dx9uIn05jn2SxeHuqTToCK-KfpWXPaKdAPeFre-8-BVN_1Mg9uVQpsG7T8nYavbNnnTOQrQ/s320/DSC_0810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288580564477314" /></a><br /><br /><br />Being so full it hurt to sit down/breathe, we checked out a local park, adjacent to a large series of housing projects. While the area was somewhat neglected, the kids were amazingly friendly and it was a nice way to let my body digest.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrY1L4kM2XuzhQxI9Rk2aybCTi0PdFIBqMSejbvAljGTnqj-toX5_UZ7DP571DIAnBLgJOnfbynCH1V9tXJ2gmM6ud6DpDFMY2wxZby0EGFtFxb-YMrTXPNMde3duHEsBNSeXLHJoueDD6/s1600-h/DSC_0864.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrY1L4kM2XuzhQxI9Rk2aybCTi0PdFIBqMSejbvAljGTnqj-toX5_UZ7DP571DIAnBLgJOnfbynCH1V9tXJ2gmM6ud6DpDFMY2wxZby0EGFtFxb-YMrTXPNMde3duHEsBNSeXLHJoueDD6/s320/DSC_0864.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288591755444338" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyE1xmn6g25u3Xg58GebkUSL3ocb1bDGVwene7F7gF9cJPXIGJWovTgZKTQH9ahwtxlRZlPuTEoBpuk1cWaew7wyv9_M6k-lixwjRTlcENhzeLK9iaA3LJ6hTjfv8aFR4qSNyVx8_tBnmQ/s1600-h/DSC_0898.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyE1xmn6g25u3Xg58GebkUSL3ocb1bDGVwene7F7gF9cJPXIGJWovTgZKTQH9ahwtxlRZlPuTEoBpuk1cWaew7wyv9_M6k-lixwjRTlcENhzeLK9iaA3LJ6hTjfv8aFR4qSNyVx8_tBnmQ/s320/DSC_0898.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288597752997042" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiTYfJRcZEI3SAE_3H1iTitX4eyzBDx8i-8SZCtFlEvEPQ8JhCLzoqwTf4ghTSbefeqFxDfb0f4pZXkQi1Im5KC_iEc2e9ZuASO_FeulnrXR92L4qknpaayAjQLxjJsrUbx2fcLLIwT3p/s1600-h/DSC_0973.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiTYfJRcZEI3SAE_3H1iTitX4eyzBDx8i-8SZCtFlEvEPQ8JhCLzoqwTf4ghTSbefeqFxDfb0f4pZXkQi1Im5KC_iEc2e9ZuASO_FeulnrXR92L4qknpaayAjQLxjJsrUbx2fcLLIwT3p/s320/DSC_0973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241288598740296482" /></a><br /><br /><br />It seems New Orleans was able to avoid the brunt of the storm; we are all relieved and look forward to returning promptly.Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-64245132014872346332008-08-31T17:27:00.000-07:002008-08-31T19:14:15.260-07:00Gustav has made us move to Huntsville, AL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaz7KDBagz1oioGjetmMpGVUgQ_pTwz7b_lof9H0WR9Gx5HNtc_hMnKB-iqNwBkqsp708xu3s2T0vEnjEJ1e3HUVo3y69UXAWM4u8Ok3KxhS2op1GhyAEzlyMiiHtIS-X2bd2PU4wEbtyp/s1600-h/DSC_0568.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaz7KDBagz1oioGjetmMpGVUgQ_pTwz7b_lof9H0WR9Gx5HNtc_hMnKB-iqNwBkqsp708xu3s2T0vEnjEJ1e3HUVo3y69UXAWM4u8Ok3KxhS2op1GhyAEzlyMiiHtIS-X2bd2PU4wEbtyp/s320/DSC_0568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854954019380114" /></a><br /><br />Erez, our guest blogger, looks at the headlines in Tuscaloosa, AL<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Erez daily blog day 3/4 3:49 PM August 31, 2008<br />We ended up at Tukami last night, dancing contently by ourselves to mixes from soul sister. The lounge at Tukami was near empty, many people having gotten out of dodge (more on how much I hate that expression and its origins later) It was a chill, comfy spot, that I could see getting crowded quickly if not on the eve of an incoming natural disaster whose name reminds me of a fat French cook. Ben was the manager and bartending; he made me a stiff gin and tonic while sharing his excitement about the new space and his plans for it. He says a website is on the way, and I’ll post the link soon as possible.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrvWWE6mqh73-dN4hJUWZYE6l7PAsGpOQAlFhiCecKHr2BdL4h7PznapGZBmucFyE1AX1nS_bzdZfsa7xOU7ifV0KwTNX4kDBrJt9rZsNoRB9yghQwKydAr2BVAYK-3H2Gre54wIbDJxLN/s1600-h/DSC_0340.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrvWWE6mqh73-dN4hJUWZYE6l7PAsGpOQAlFhiCecKHr2BdL4h7PznapGZBmucFyE1AX1nS_bzdZfsa7xOU7ifV0KwTNX4kDBrJt9rZsNoRB9yghQwKydAr2BVAYK-3H2Gre54wIbDJxLN/s400/DSC_0340.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240848910290631762" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWsRLMDwN1zUq15yFfw3FXo79C4jXpFZ5zven1P9ZjP_hgSwR7yubG8EfLYUSmjjHkzEv8QmUuyLjI6AJxlJM5Ehph2-9sL8E9A2rJ-MD6fOEEatUgoqI7lAhM5UtImessBUpxCHkqVcBk/s1600-h/DSC_0346.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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Boarded up shops and empty streets were disconcerting and left an odd feel in the air. Walking around was one of the odder experiences I’ve had.<br />After packing up things I couldn’t stand to lose, we headed over to an air-conditioned house to have a last meal. These generous giants of men (from left to right; Hampton, Joel and Dan) were attempting to cook everything they had left in their fridge. The many courses we enjoyed were true hodge podges of ingredients and creativity. Drinks were being mixed and handed out in mason jars by none other than Chris Hanna, bartender at Arnauds. He created a delirious elixir, which tasted like a margarita and a mojito dry humping in my mouth. I’ll get the recipe and post it later…<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinMOC8nqeDi8wuDpSK0CGhUoCWtezmmS4ylsIKegux59UKdEwqGU849R1CJwMbq-hRUxcAH1xVBFmzmEyRWqiwbFV1X-2pmGqFENVJxVXrNi04FEP_vSGlVqs2diNje-7r3sXv7O62G8tC/s1600-h/DSC_0409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinMOC8nqeDi8wuDpSK0CGhUoCWtezmmS4ylsIKegux59UKdEwqGU849R1CJwMbq-hRUxcAH1xVBFmzmEyRWqiwbFV1X-2pmGqFENVJxVXrNi04FEP_vSGlVqs2diNje-7r3sXv7O62G8tC/s320/DSC_0409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240852520279332770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9k4g4wGq9j2GxbY0XwATcmpoUIqD5vATGzs2RSKs1QVEN1K5zEhafjmD25JmpFdyMFYJjBWOZqYIXgpSZ8IxEZne-V7TGa83VNrZzMi3Ka8yA5lN29BrY5RKpaqRhLbSalpHwCUbf1jdR/s1600-h/DSC_0434.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1436L-xK0mQ_KxGIeTYYuYW4fkWJ-oGClafPDQVCN7j95X-0H7hzJy7VJ7Z3QcoO_8N7RZwRm1xdCaFyVxkWDUvLVzTqA7v6xFmvP9ohWwdI97YfpFbUNfLlIljA3FTmC-LHI1XTBNYSE/s320/DSC_0484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854945833607170" /></a><br />We left at New Orleans at 11 pm, sound bites of Nagin’s ominous warnings being played and played again. The radio was the perfect soundtrack to driving out of the abandoned, boarded up city.<br />We hit a few hours of traffic on the 10 east before listening to a radio dj and jumping on the 90. It was an unusual event, sitting in traffic, surrounded by tens of thousands, all trying to get out, all listening to the same thing. It conjured up memories of the type of disaster movies that usually come in two’s.<br />We drove through the night, taking turns at the wheel, surrounded every mile we drove and at every pit stop we took by similar transplants. The city was on the road.<br />We would switch places when the familiar, heart-thumping roar of a rumble strip would shake us awake. Coffee, conversation and radio kept us in the right lane, above 70.<br />Arrived in Huntsville, AL at 2:00 pm, 13 hours after we had left the night before. Our mutual hate for the other car traveling in our caravan was the clearest byproduct of the ordeal. Next stop Memphis.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsoJ6teIx0IUHZIBMlOtJ5kU1xE29s1KAPmTJi5pF6tymaKW4gRmLDPBJpliOjJkf0GGc4bMWdGtPZjOnRyq2HTv8KOrTyEKez80m5plMapPG2XyQk4E9DSU2GqxGoQqzfba6s8A7UY89R/s1600-h/DSC_0579.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsoJ6teIx0IUHZIBMlOtJ5kU1xE29s1KAPmTJi5pF6tymaKW4gRmLDPBJpliOjJkf0GGc4bMWdGtPZjOnRyq2HTv8KOrTyEKez80m5plMapPG2XyQk4E9DSU2GqxGoQqzfba6s8A7UY89R/s320/DSC_0579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240866452575791570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfd9s6lbhN6whgpzN42ZAOc5zlbD81F3BVf9pn8BYGasuVYxxvSXp58t8-uXgceGOXQSIPUUQeOK4U7gffO8ccW9z-GUx8gF0EpFpirhEDYf2JZcVCzjPJwUh4JR-qwfwa5QdCrxNoRq90/s1600-h/DSC_0591.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfd9s6lbhN6whgpzN42ZAOc5zlbD81F3BVf9pn8BYGasuVYxxvSXp58t8-uXgceGOXQSIPUUQeOK4U7gffO8ccW9z-GUx8gF0EpFpirhEDYf2JZcVCzjPJwUh4JR-qwfwa5QdCrxNoRq90/s320/DSC_0591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240866461521965106" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPH_cLURGiQ7TsY2f42WyvVaD4LgY7zu-OeTyiuubxDUlgZ0WmgEBvZTObIzBUAxFTl21Ft_ATDI5gIS8g06ZZschuGMuqSsWn0PfacNyV916PVOYhYlL-eis232bd0jL77q9TDB220HK2/s1600-h/DSC_0601.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPH_cLURGiQ7TsY2f42WyvVaD4LgY7zu-OeTyiuubxDUlgZ0WmgEBvZTObIzBUAxFTl21Ft_ATDI5gIS8g06ZZschuGMuqSsWn0PfacNyV916PVOYhYlL-eis232bd0jL77q9TDB220HK2/s320/DSC_0601.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240866463887250066" /></a><br /><br />" The VA Hospital in Birmingham, AL- Very different situation than our VA in New Orleans.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizgrDpe_A0hY1dsa1zVeoAS1Jn1JONRLwG5uKDNBzdYkh3Ua1weyCmGruE5B7OOkX9qcYhSh9GNdT9-Z6YpoWH6yUYpcKxTEZMaF9lxjpswzVPozEJtZG07MB0ekO8bgLW5N0vwfgpyn8J/s1600-h/DSC_0622.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizgrDpe_A0hY1dsa1zVeoAS1Jn1JONRLwG5uKDNBzdYkh3Ua1weyCmGruE5B7OOkX9qcYhSh9GNdT9-Z6YpoWH6yUYpcKxTEZMaF9lxjpswzVPozEJtZG07MB0ekO8bgLW5N0vwfgpyn8J/s320/DSC_0622.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240866468501053618" /></a><br /><br />A Painting in our final destination of the day- Huntsville, AL<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD96C4bRBtsebuI9dbVVSFkYtRPFudK5faPIQuMoAn5pOftmP_GccSBJ5K9Q5dI3YPCrIeWiNYQLaLQnsCyrTDcjWKWlvHJWNvWnm9_aumN0ctZfNcZtHIFHctggGwZkFq29kxN2JZcxOH/s1600-h/DSC_0499.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD96C4bRBtsebuI9dbVVSFkYtRPFudK5faPIQuMoAn5pOftmP_GccSBJ5K9Q5dI3YPCrIeWiNYQLaLQnsCyrTDcjWKWlvHJWNvWnm9_aumN0ctZfNcZtHIFHctggGwZkFq29kxN2JZcxOH/s320/DSC_0499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240854951489946882" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />“ It has not been easy to watch the images on television and to now be able to identify very closely with each location. When I heard the Mayor call the storm, “the mother of all storms,” it sent a rush of panic and anxiety through me, and my passion for the city became clearer than ever. It is never easy to leave a place you want to stay, but it’s even worst to not know what you will be coming back to. I want to be back in New Orleans and I hope to see you there soon.”- Nathan RothsteinNathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-69068077086242871892008-08-29T19:18:00.000-07:002008-08-29T20:16:43.073-07:00Breakfast on the BayouDay Two of Erez general thoughts: 9:25 PM Friday 8-29-08</a>
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<br />Hello again NOLA people. I am updating from <a href="http://nolayurp.collectivex.com/network/show_profile/24414">Gill</a>'s house on South Tonti St. Beautiful place, listening to BB King's 'something you got' and munching on homemade cookies/brownies courtesy of <a href="http://nolayurp.collectivex.com/network/show_profile/28293">Anna</a>.
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<br />Woke up a little ripe from the night previous, and went to a late breakfest at <a href="http://www.therubyslippercafe.net/">Ruby Slipper</a>. As there was no one there, it being 10:45 and a weekday, the service was amazing.
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<br />Kathy (not her name, I'm guessing) brought us out breakfest, Nate had a fried egg and bacon sandwich, I had the shrimp omelette. The food was great, the omelette was fluffy and moist and the shrimp inside was generous, but we agreed both meals were a little heavy on the black pepper. It's just personal preference, if you like black pepper you could have thought the meal was perfect. Either way it was affordable and overall very good, next time I'll just ask for a less generous pepper portion.
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<br />The town was definitely gearing up for GUSTAVIO (not it's real name) these men were boarding up a pay less shoes, and I am now kind of wishing I had taken a picture of people boarding up something worth saving.
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<br />Allright, well, we're going to Takumi to see Soul Sister spin her music into our silly lives. Ladies drink free it says, so they got that and pay less going for them.
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<br />Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-75291375878048270432008-08-28T14:19:00.000-07:002008-08-28T18:09:35.450-07:00Trying something new....For the next month, we will have a guest blogger/photographer capturing the new, old, exciting, innovative, interesting tidbits of New Orleans. If you would like to suggest something for us to cover or you have a great story to tell, post a comment and we may feature it.<br /><br />Now allow our guest blogger to introduce himself,<br /><br />Hello, my name is Erez. I recently purchased a one way ticket from Los Angeles to New Orleans, arrived yesterday. The first thing I heard is that the whole city was evacuating. While not the start I was anticipating... it wasn't the start I was not anticipating.<br /><br />Confident that Gustav was going to be as powerful as it sounded, Nate and I spent the entire day slapping up posters for this Saturday's "NEW ORLEANS SPEAKS", after painting Tulane, Loyola and most of Uptown with posters to prove our confidence in the storms no show, the event was postponed. <br /><br />Hopefully the next month will be a different but still interesting experience. I'll be reporting often about restaurants, bars, events and our evacuation road trip to the Memphis capitol of the world, Memphis, TN. As Nate mentioned, if you know of a place worth checking out, let me know.<br /><br />Below are some pictures of what turned out to be a day with no point.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip0CBNGBp0pRhfamAFtpfIb5Np6adSplHDjDwHY8m5JLKhj0Kktkyss9Z9a1LGnzBXHi_BRMMu7nNyA4c4OoLIYczLqYhTIuuJcqGLOLkhLwmOC46sDiPARFe0HCgK0KOcIgES_tBImN0n/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip0CBNGBp0pRhfamAFtpfIb5Np6adSplHDjDwHY8m5JLKhj0Kktkyss9Z9a1LGnzBXHi_BRMMu7nNyA4c4OoLIYczLqYhTIuuJcqGLOLkhLwmOC46sDiPARFe0HCgK0KOcIgES_tBImN0n/s400/Last+Roll+-+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239685150676310738" /></a><br /><br />We went to Loyola to pass out flyers for "<a href="http://www.theneworleansinstitute.org">New Orleans Speak</a>s", which Gustav has taken away from us (it's postponed for October)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OAssA-PytK06Vpz5NNHO_aDPF_ba4k0pZq_ADRpqtPorK1TyLOTjFJJYjzLqxifNOrjHmdRzDQTCnpLtHsLFBiO0Pyr4yw2kZisWhijskwdOail5V5QppjEG5teDDyJixIu1o_PDUQSn/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4OAssA-PytK06Vpz5NNHO_aDPF_ba4k0pZq_ADRpqtPorK1TyLOTjFJJYjzLqxifNOrjHmdRzDQTCnpLtHsLFBiO0Pyr4yw2kZisWhijskwdOail5V5QppjEG5teDDyJixIu1o_PDUQSn/s400/Last+Roll+-+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239691554605147810" /></a><br /><br />At Tulane, t-shirt by <a href="http://www.dirtycoast.com">Dirty Coast</a>. Go up to the 6th floor of the parking garage, pretty nice view of the city.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGLVZrIumJ493lBj7QomMLYZtSYvafoXFRa7iYHenVlm5vIbomt5zpdIw1p1r3D0SDPie7D7o2jWJCDk78gpnIBy5fQmzPcvsg6BtuOeLSCsPuud1U3oKLPTl5sqLiMOCv9ZIN28UVgWN/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGLVZrIumJ493lBj7QomMLYZtSYvafoXFRa7iYHenVlm5vIbomt5zpdIw1p1r3D0SDPie7D7o2jWJCDk78gpnIBy5fQmzPcvsg6BtuOeLSCsPuud1U3oKLPTl5sqLiMOCv9ZIN28UVgWN/s400/Last+Roll+-+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239692450690937154" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2R7SwBtAFcqfVMX1pXfMagUx0-3LnfOEKzuEqrNgEsRQaq5A7ypNcp4moDOww3aLImS1TKjds0coiy5TtZJegcdslUR5oF4UScrx004zpKPSU947c88Q3pL8HGk8EI6axq4wuqM3E8Ond/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2R7SwBtAFcqfVMX1pXfMagUx0-3LnfOEKzuEqrNgEsRQaq5A7ypNcp4moDOww3aLImS1TKjds0coiy5TtZJegcdslUR5oF4UScrx004zpKPSU947c88Q3pL8HGk8EI6axq4wuqM3E8Ond/s400/Last+Roll+-+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239692642337897026" /></a><br /><br />IN Exchange store in the Tulane Campus Center, Erica Trani runs the place. It's a cool little shop with fair trade coffee and chocolate, sweatshop free clothing and other environmentally conscious products. It's a laid back place worth checking out.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8G0-VudMSBNOoJVid3W2-MUSPqOM_o629tx9ETJEP-t-vkiRhZhjjVgy1b21dnzjDLgXVjmw22ypUgTv_YeBoPm6oPkrKuwS0ja3RXNcJUYMajQ5LRf2wtVQ51XXeW97Q8sXBSYExh8rE/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8G0-VudMSBNOoJVid3W2-MUSPqOM_o629tx9ETJEP-t-vkiRhZhjjVgy1b21dnzjDLgXVjmw22ypUgTv_YeBoPm6oPkrKuwS0ja3RXNcJUYMajQ5LRf2wtVQ51XXeW97Q8sXBSYExh8rE/s400/Last+Roll+-+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239693383430575234" /></a><br /><br /><br />Had lunch at the <a href="http://www.stjamescheese.com">St. James Cheese Company</a>, pretty ridiculous spread of fine cheeses and deli meats, couldn't fit them all into a picture. Ordered the Crater Lake Blue, a roast beef sandwich with worcester mayo on multi grain. It was amazing, usually cheese is a lost taste in sandwiches, but here it was the perfect compliment to the roast beef. The place is definitely reasonable, the meal came in under 10 bucks. The seating indoor and out is nice and simple. Eric is the manager and though I didn't have a chance to talk with him, he's clearly a guy who knows too much about, cheese.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6brTvKbyHRYrBSWodvzs296TN2vIHQztqoqNotTQmo835qrBJhzhv-ngdpwWS6n_L-X7an_lrWb-XeY4QI7XBlvtc1HuwdAtBWUXPRW0byhEBFuFGSiU5_iPjFTj7CMi4oxawd0Rcf2Dg/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6brTvKbyHRYrBSWodvzs296TN2vIHQztqoqNotTQmo835qrBJhzhv-ngdpwWS6n_L-X7an_lrWb-XeY4QI7XBlvtc1HuwdAtBWUXPRW0byhEBFuFGSiU5_iPjFTj7CMi4oxawd0Rcf2Dg/s400/Last+Roll+-+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239693392809260258" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrk1YKZfZ42NO6YvIY03ACjZyKsShobOsP4kPRaKusZB6gbDWI0ZCEpxGpNMD_3fz2hv7m8fYECiCAHF7UmiC969YncZyFxxYwBF3u9N0F5k7Tr6N84RQV5B4On8tY9_EANX0ytFqLPjW4/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrk1YKZfZ42NO6YvIY03ACjZyKsShobOsP4kPRaKusZB6gbDWI0ZCEpxGpNMD_3fz2hv7m8fYECiCAHF7UmiC969YncZyFxxYwBF3u9N0F5k7Tr6N84RQV5B4On8tY9_EANX0ytFqLPjW4/s400/Last+Roll+-+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239693390868039058" /></a>Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-39528159770016827012008-08-25T06:45:00.001-07:002008-08-25T06:53:57.604-07:00New Orleans 100 and the New Orleans Institute<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqL6Zj4xzr6I7UBdCT-XbFvHvvNPFu-LyfhRvpZ7wUdcIrhviZobNNg97qpXzC9ayVjYws7ctBUSfaRUx52GZXzCFY1njihaiPX2XriI7wtB46POLI0hTpHfZzerDvgJWKKZTsPxgEBY28/s1600-h/nola-100-badge1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqL6Zj4xzr6I7UBdCT-XbFvHvvNPFu-LyfhRvpZ7wUdcIrhviZobNNg97qpXzC9ayVjYws7ctBUSfaRUx52GZXzCFY1njihaiPX2XriI7wtB46POLI0hTpHfZzerDvgJWKKZTsPxgEBY28/s400/nola-100-badge1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238451275524391650" /></a><br /><br /><br />The <a href="http://www.alldaybuffet.org/neworleans100/">New Orleans 100</a> list is available. Check out all the projects that are going on in the city.<br /><br />*To hear from many of these people on the list, you can attend the <a href="http://www.theneworleansinstitute.org/">New Orleans Speaks Conference</a> on August 30th at UNO.<br /><br />* NOLA YURP is collaborating for the first time with Southern Rep Theatre. Here is the <a href="http://www.southernrep.com/">event</a>Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-67568461404755769672008-08-12T10:15:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:23:46.351-07:00What is a City?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy97NqxxlzyGSBaYixABVnYf3Jpkg3VY3jPP2uU_urq0qMG-Sxm4zh67g4ErIQdcdleqAqtLnOk4-4hI4EcUHA3j97A49U1Uho6oJDT2R9o4oV8JhwFLqxDTYuDEa_xk_iFkIGVK7oRDbZ/s1600-h/e1217210790.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy97NqxxlzyGSBaYixABVnYf3Jpkg3VY3jPP2uU_urq0qMG-Sxm4zh67g4ErIQdcdleqAqtLnOk4-4hI4EcUHA3j97A49U1Uho6oJDT2R9o4oV8JhwFLqxDTYuDEa_xk_iFkIGVK7oRDbZ/s320/e1217210790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233681324754626242" /></a><br /><br /><br />Join NOLA YURP partner, Stay Local as they host a presentation and book signing for "<a href="http://www.ugapress.uga.edu/0820329649.html">What is a City? Rethinking the Urban after Hurricane Katrina</a>." at <a href="http://octaviabooks.booksense.com/NASApp/store/IndexJsp;jsessionid=bcaJjnfVpwo29b4VU73Ur">Octavia Books</a> on Wednesday night at 6pm.<br /><br /><br />You can also hear Tom Piazza talk about Why New Orleans Matters and his new book, "<a href="http://octaviabooks.booksense.com/NASApp/store/IndexJsp?s=storeevents">City of Refuge</a>" tonight at 6pmNathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-72112681266383581962008-08-11T13:35:00.000-07:002008-08-11T13:46:11.768-07:00Be a TV Star while learning Voodoo, doesn't have to be in that order<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rg4G_kcWgOFtJkWDwvnFKz1ZgtcqjTlCB_Vg_uDKkRFcT3MGd2fsVUuCCnJa2Fjy2XcNOomekx1fBCoFm56Sh3JNjeO723QafzrDEdSGqxDwX4CPzJb7si5ILRQ522ZbfLyprCPTujKu/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rg4G_kcWgOFtJkWDwvnFKz1ZgtcqjTlCB_Vg_uDKkRFcT3MGd2fsVUuCCnJa2Fjy2XcNOomekx1fBCoFm56Sh3JNjeO723QafzrDEdSGqxDwX4CPzJb7si5ILRQ522ZbfLyprCPTujKu/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233363788435247394" /></a><br />The New York Times reviewed the New Orleans Voodoo Museum today. Read the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/11/arts/design/11conn.html?_r=2&pagewanted=1&oref=login">article</a><br /><br />Share your story with WWL<br /><br />"We are starting a new project at wwltv.com where we'll profile people that<br />moved to New Orleans post-Katrina, either because they felt compelled to<br />help with the recovery effort, or they thought they could make some money in<br />town after the storm, or chance blew them into town.<br /><br />They could have just come to help and fell in love with the city and stayed,<br />or ended up being stuck here because of unforeseen circumstances -- not all<br />have to be positive or uplifting, though that would be nice, nor do they<br />need to be titans of industry. We want every story and every slice of life.<br />It is one way that we want to look at the upcoming third anniversary of<br />Katrina.<br /> The main rule is that they came and stayed post-Katrina.<br />If you know of anyone that could be a unique or worthy profile, please get<br />in touch with me. Feel free to forward this email onto others.<br />Thanks,<br />Michael Luke<br />mluke@wwltv.com<br />504-377-8015"Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530774995759968829.post-51529893929013424522008-08-08T10:34:00.000-07:002008-08-08T10:37:22.908-07:00Maybe the Uptown version of Mimi'sEveryone loves Mimi's on Saturday Night with Dj Soul Sister, now you can have it on Friday night too<br /><br />"soul sister presents<br /> <br />ENJOY<br /> <br />a NEW PARTY ~ the uptown get down with resident dj soul sister & special guests<br /><br />kicks off this Friday, August 8 @ a new spot, the awesome upstairs space at Takumi sushi lounge. (2800 Magazine St. at Washington Ave, across from Starbucks)<br /><br />10pm-1am and then some<br /> <br />no cover<br /><br />dancefloor classics, spirits and japan-nola fusion tapas served late. ladies always drink free sake.<br /><br />come ready to party on a FRIDAY!<br /> <br />another right on party situation: <a href="http://www.djsoulsister.com">djsoulsister.com</a>"Nathan Rothsteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08051975472787011414noreply@blogger.com0