“Drink because you are happy, but never because you are miserable.” –G. K. Chesterton
I love trying local drinks while traveling, anything from iced coffee freddos in Greece to the salty, yogurty drink ayran in Turkey, to the local brandy, Palinka in Romania or Applesin & Maltextrakt in Reykjavik. If it’s local, I’ll try it. So when I was preparing to go to New Orleans last month, my coworker recommended a cocktail that I’d never tried — the Sazerac. With an “I’m pretty sure you’ll love it” recommendation (especially knowing that I don’t like super sweet drinks), I made sure to try the Sazerac my first night in NOLA — and found my new favorite cocktail. I ordered one just about every night we were there and my favorite in the city was at dba. Three Muses also had an interesting twist on the Sazerac.
If you’re unfamiliar with the Sazerac, it’s rye whiskey, Herbsaint (anise-flavored liquor), bitters, and a lemon peel. The traditional New Orleans cocktail.
I had a sneaking suspicion that Jessica would write about trying the Sazerac for today’s 30 Days of Indie prompt. :) And I was right… “Do you like bourbon?” (AKA How I Met the Sazerac).
What’s one of the best drinks you’ve had while traveling?
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“Experience, travel – these are as education in themselves” –Euripides
I would probably travel anywhere, but there are some destinations that live way lower on my list of where I’d like to go next. The kind of places where you think, “that city isn’t really for me.” or “It’s not really my ‘style’.” New Orleans
is was one of those places. I took a fairly last minute 4-day trip in October and ended up falling in love with New Orleans. I started out with very low expectations, because I’d always considered NOLA more of a party destination (I suppose I had always lumped it alongside Las Vegas (which I haven’t been to either) in the “I’ll pass” category), but I found the city and its people to be inspiring. There’s so much history in New Orleans, and excellent food, fantastic old cocktails (Sazeracs), amazing music…
What I learned from my New Orleans trip this year was that even though I’ve been around the world, sometimes the places in your own backyard (or 2,000 miles away, but technically still in your backyard as far as countries go) can leave just as big of an impression as an international trip.
What has travel taught you this year?
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I’ve never had an urge to visit New Orleans. Personal bias is such an interesting part of travel. In my mind, I suppose I had always lumped it alongside Las Vegas (which I haven’t been to either) in the “I’ll pass” category due to the party scene which has never really intrigued me. So when I had the chance to visit, I had extremely low expectations, and over course of four days, the Crescent City absolutely blew me away.
So we were wandering down St Peter Street and came across this lovely old building, to which I exclaimed “Wow, look at this amazing building” followed by “Oh. It’s Preservation Hall.” :P Definitely a good idea to catch it on a Sunday or week night if possible, as I’ve heard lines can be outrageous. We showed up 10 min early, got in for the first set, standing right behind the benches, and then after a few people sitting on the floor in the front row left, we got to sit up close for the 2nd set of the Preservation Hall Jazz Band. Best. Jazz. Ever. (Also, they say no flash photography, no food/drinks, and no video. Well there were 3 chairs on the side reserved for VIP people and they were drinking giant daiquiris and were not familiar with the camera function of no flash. So I took a couple videos. It was a case of apologize later!) And there’s a resident cat. Le sigh.
When you ask a local where they like to hang out to see some music, pretty much every response started with Frenchmen Street. Just across Esplanade Ave is the real deal of New Orleans nightlife from free venues like The Spotted Cat (1 drink minimum required. Also of note: there is a PIANO in the bathroom) to cover venues across the street of Snug Harbor and d.b.a. (which has 2 little rooms with lookout windows that are awesome for some Saturday night people watching). Again. Best. Jazz. Ever. in this city.
The food in New Orleans? Amazing. And if there ever is a city that I’m thankful to be a pescatarian instead of vegetarian, it’s New Orleans. Fish was quite often the only non-red meat option on the menu apart from side dishes and appetizers. So I ate a lot of fish, and a lot of fried things, and it was all pretty amazing. My favorite brunch was at Stanley, which is right on Jackson Square. I even found a veg-friendly place for lunch that was kind of too much Portland, called 13 (shhh… I went back the next night for the tachos. Don’t judge.)
“It’s lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.”
– The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
I had a huge fascination with the Mississippi River, growing up. I loved Huck Finn, and the word Mississippi, and that it was the biggest river in the country, and growing up on a river (well for a few years) it was a huge source of entertainment. So my #1 priority on my first day was to go see the river (after breakfast at Ruby Slipper, anyway). I crossed the trolley tracks and walked up the steps to the river. Ta da. The M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I.
There’s so much more to New Orleans drinking than hurricanes and daiquiris. Knowing that I’m not a huge fan of sugary drinks, my coworker recommended I try a Sazerac while in NOLA. So my first night out, I ordered one at dba, and it’s my new favorite cocktail. A Sazerac is rye whiskey, Herbsaint (anise-flavored liquor), bitters, and a lemon peel. I also tried an orange variety at Three Muses, which was also excellent. Another new drink I tried was the French 75, also at Three Muses. This one is a combination of gin, champagne, lemon juice, and sugar. Apparently named after the French 75mm gun for it’s “kick”. I like.
I considered taking a Katrina tour, but then it ended up being my last day and I still hadn’t. I had reservations about booking one because of what I felt could be an exploitative nature of sitting on a giant bus operated by a huge tour company. I could be wrong, but after booking a bicycle tour instead, I learned that our guide used to drive one of those buses and he said he started his bike tour company because he felt like there were only 3-6 people on each bus that he wanted to share his city with. Interesting viewpoint. So while our bike tour covered a bit of Katrina info as we pedaled along Esplanade Ave (known for being on a ridge) where as the Treme was flooded, it was also full of history and fun way to learn more about the city. We also rode through Saint Louis Cemetery #3. Bike tours are my favorite way to learn about a new city.
Back to my low expectations of this city. I was, for whatever reason, expecting the French Quarter to be full of drunk college students and hillbillies. I guess I’d heard too many stories about NOLA & Bourbon Street. While I crossed the path of quite a few staggering folks, the French Quarter also has plenty of little empty side streets to take in all the amazing architecture (and do a few jumping shots. I always wear Lululemon running shorts under this dress — good for jumping, well and not flashing people when I sit down wherever I please). How about all the wrought iron and shutters? Magnificent.
Open container laws are fun. While Portland is pretty lax about drinking in parks (I’ve never heard of anyone having a problem with bringing wine on a picnic or beers while playing bocce), it’s also kind of fun to be able to leave a restaurant with your unfinished drink. Now there’s a reason that some of these stores are still in business… because you’d have to be drunk already to shop there? And every street in the French Quarter has at least one shop with a wall of daiquiri machines. I asked for a sample, and it tasted like an alcoholic Slurpee.
I love exploring cities by train, public transit, bikes, and walking. I suppose I could just say I have a fascination for non-car transportation. It’s fun to see how people get around a city… both in the present and the past, so I thought it was cool that New Orleans has the oldest continuously operating streetcar in the world. For $1.25 you can take the St Charles line all the way through the Garden District until the end of the line. A great way to spend a lazy afternoon. On the return trip, we got off to check out Magazine Street for dinner and then walked back to the French Quarter. Oh and the Garden District homes? I didn’t understand what the big deal about the Garden District and houses was all about, but it turns out that St Charles street is lined by mansions and old historic buildings. There’s plenty to look at on the 13 mile trip. I was also pleased to overhear an older gentleman on the streetcar complaining that this $1.25 trip was better than a “real” tour of the Garden District that they’d taken previously (which I imagine was on a bus).
Coming from Portland in October, the weather was just perfect in New Orleans. There were a few locals in boots and sweaters, meanwhile I was in a sundress. Come on people, where I’m from this is summer. :)
After visiting New Orleans, it’s hard to believe that Hurricane Katrina (and all the horrific images of the destruction) was only six years ago, and that the city and it’s amazing people have recovered their city.
A few things that surprised me about New Orleans?
Greetings. I have returned from one of my new favorite cities, and here’s what I’m loving this week.
-NOLA! This city exceeded my expectations. So much to love… To be continued. (also, this falls under the category of last week).
- Fall leaves at Mt Tabor – Saturday was crazy sunny and nice out… like SUMMER. It was fabulous to walk around on Mt Tabor in the sunshine and still be able to take pictures of fall leaves, and then I “found” a giant pumpkin at Sip Juice cart. So pretty.
- Bamboo Sushi - Finally got around to going to Bamboo Sushi, and I’m afraid that it’s going to be a costly new favorite restaurant. So. much. good. food.
- L’Orient Express sign – Sometimes I see travel signs or maps or globes and I get a little carried away. I found a vintage-y 5 foot tall Orient Express sign on Rue La La this weekend. Sold.
- If I’m reading an article online and there’s a page 2, I’ll usually opt for being done on page 1. This article about how Zooey Deschanel can stop pretending she’s a dork was hilarious though and I continued on to page 2. Nicely done.
- Rum Club – Planned a surprise birthday drinks meetup for boyfriend, and I must say Rum Club is the perfect place to randomly find seating for 10 people on a Monday night (ok, that task isn’t too difficult on a Monday, I know). Beaker & Flask, I approve. Also, planning surprises might possibly be more fun than getting surprises.
- Ice cream sandwiches – Birthday cakes… meh. I made ice cream sandwiches instead. Sans candles, but I don’t think 33 candles would have fit anyway.
- Meet, Plan, Go! Portland – Getting excited for Meet, Plan, Go! Portland at Ace Hotel next week. It’s an event we’ve been planning for what seems like ages, so I’m both super excited and a wee bit terrified to be speaking on the panel about solo female travel and career breaks. It’s going to be awesome, you should come.