Monthly Archives: October 2012

Clarksdale, MS

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so i’m crashed here in Clarksdale, MS for a little while recuperating from a nasty cold / sore throat. seeing as where i am staying is much larger than my apartment in New York City — and has a full kitchen — it feels like luxe digs.

still feels bizarre to not be home during this crazy storm. glad everyone i know of so far came out relatively unscathed.

Shack Up Inn artwork

Shack Up Inn artwork

Shack Up Inn artwork

Shack Up Inn bottles

i was hungry but it was sort of hard to find the same yummy victuals that i easily found in New Orleans and Wiggins (heck yeah) so i followed some kind recommendations and got food from this Lebanese-Italian (?!?) place called Rest Haven Inn in Clarksdale.

Rest Haven Restaurant — Clarksdale, MS

i still don’t get grits. too much of a northerner maybe? is Nebraska northern? i don’t know. but thank god everyone has potatoes / hash browns.

Clarksdale, MS

more Shack Up Inn artwork

happier than words can express to go to the HUGE (to me) Kroger’s and stock up on some much needed supplies like bottled water, cold medicine, throat lozenges, soup, tea, vitamins, and fruit. they had like 4 aisles of frozen food. so much food in this world it’s almost ridiculous how we take this bounty for granted.

almost went through some gross drive-thru but was strong and held out for Abe’s BBQ. so glad i did that. the woman who helped me choose what to get was so nice and i have been driving by Abe’s every day so am so happy to have had the iconic Abe’s finally….

Pork BBQ sandwich from Abe’s BBQ

unlike other BBQ i’ve had, this had super vinegary cole slaw on the sandwich. i liked that — and the meat was pretty freaking great — but it was definitely a tang i wasn’t expecting. the sandwich was hot and delicious and surprisingly light for BBQ. highly recommend.

tamales at Abe’s BBQ

these were spicy as all get out. whoo! but very good.

not sure of the correlation between BBQ and tamales. i’m used to tamales only being served by Spanish-themed restaurants in New York City. but i’m a fan of tamales from my time in Los Angeles pre-riots so i always try them if i can. spicy, like i said. the woman helping me suggested having chili and cheese on top, smothering them, but i think it would’ve been too much for me. i like my tamales dry i think.

the best tamales i ever had — my gold standard as it were — were the tamales from the Von’s right down the street from my apartment on Bimini Place. the Von’s at 3rd and Vermont that got burned down during the Los Angeles Riots. they were amazing. oh man…. just thinking about them. yum.

medicine is working and honestly, i am giving myself a day or so more and then am hitting the road, sick or not. i want to get home soon and see my city that has been hurt so badly. start back up on my life and get things going there.

thanks to anyone still following me on my journeys…

and a look back at what got me here…

Centro-matic’s encore at Wigginstock 2012. “Love Has Found Me Somehow” with Will Johnson demonstrating the dance that is sweeping Denton, Texas, and the world: The Trash Compacter.

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Mississippi Delta

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it is beyond weird to be in the Mississippi Delta while everyone in New York City and the eastern seaboard is dealing with such a massive storm. i feel like i should be home but i spent Irene curled up in a fetal position in my closet worried my windows were going to blow out so yeah i’m fine with being up here chilling.

Sunday morning breakfast

had the ritual Sunday morning breakfast at The Sawmill, which as always is completely wrong on most maps. i got headed up north towards some amorphous sawmill and was going 65 mph before i remembered i did this last time, that Sawmill is down south of where we were….

banana puddin at The Sawmill — Wiggins, MS

they have a buffet but i needed some solid sustenance that was of the breakfast variety

 

panorama of post-Wigginstock breakfast

 

leaving “home”

that would be the Wiggins home…

not going to lie. got a little moist and sad on the drive up north.

music

music for this bit was Centro-matic’s new record, then as i started going into the Delta (essentially when i first spotted cotton on the side of the road) and had to drive 55 mph, i pulled out the Elmore James. heck yeah!

local

found this cool fruit stand on the side of the road. had a crazy yummy sandwich from there (sorry no pic) and sweet tea and some okra chips and started feeling okay / hopeful about the upcoming adventure.

Country Tyme Fruit Stand
(601) 268-0854
7760 U S Highway 49, Hattiesburg, MS 39402
Near the intersection of U S Highway 49 and US-49/Ryner Rd

Country Tyme Fruit Stand — Hattiesburg, MS

 

score!
Blue Bell Rainbow Freeze
procured from Country Tyme Fruit Stand — Hattiesburg, MS

the center has concentric nested circles of color inside — highly recommend this
Blue Bell Rainbow Freeze
procured from Country Tyme Fruit Stand — Hattiesburg, MS

heck yeah! Okra Chips of AWESOMENESS
from Country Tyme Fruit Stand — Hattiesburg, MS

sorry to say i didn’t investigate this rest stop’s historical attraction. my throat was getting sore and i could tell it was going to be a bit of a challenging haul to get up to the Delta before dark. regret not taking the time.

Pocahontas Mounds rest stop — US Route 49, Mississippi

Shack Up Inn

my home for a little bit while i recover from a bad sore throat / cough / cold. wasn’t sleeping much and it was freaking cold at W’12 so i’m not surprised i got sick. okay though to have a welcoming, sweet place to lay my head.

Shack Up Inn — Clarksdale, MS

am pretty sure Stevie Ray Vaughn did a cover of this…. this CD has been my soundtrack since i got to the Mississippi Delta.

seems fitting given the storm hitting the east coast….

 

 

 

Wigginstock 2012

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as i write this on Sunday morning it’s almost impossible to look back on yesterday with any kind of objectivity. it was a day of music, great food, even better people. a freezing day. an electrifying day. and now i know where the Piggly Wiggly and various dollar stores are — and have finally stopped getting lost getting to WSHQ — i don’t want to leave Wiggins or the postcard family.

presented by…

i take the fact that the hotel has this artwork hanging in the breakfast / lounge area as a sign that all things are aligned. it’s a very similar design to this blog template. yeah, it has been that kind of trip.

artwork in Hampton Inn — Wiggins, MS

sort of freaky.

breakfast eaten

pretty brick in Old Skool Wiggins

Wigginstock shuttle, spotted in Old Skool Wiggins

Joe C aka Jersey Joe and Anne and I went and took the traditional route (i.e., not Ward’s) for breakfast and i know i’m so grateful to have done that. we got a chance to talk to the woman who i think owns Serendipity and have less fast-foody fud, which i’m a big fan of this trip. if i can make it through this trip with less fast food and more of this kind of home cooking i’ll be really happy.

Breakfast at Serendipity — Wiggins, MS

and then there’s this. us out-of-towners were very confused by the pepper gravy and tomato gravy. it was so funny because it was the first thing we all asked. they explained but i don’t think we really got it. in my pin mind i’m going to call it white gravy and red gravy. i’m so overloaded sense-wise i think big picture concepts is all i can handle right now.

two kinds of gravy!

and then the requisite food shot. nice and peppery potatoes. yumula biscuits of course. i am a HUGE fan of the large styrofoam cups they put the drinks in.

Breakfast at Serendipity — Wiggins, MS

Wigginstock 2012

and so it began…

the sound board (left hand tent) and the merch tables (two tents on right)
the stage is in the far background

Sean gives his welcome: The Flint Hills Specials about to start it all off

sort of like our own Wigginstock Frankenstorm, The Flint Hill Specials brought it

the door that everyone signed (work in progress)

big fan of this artwork

Doc Dailey & Magnolia Devil, just the right amount of twang

trying to panorama. note Lauree stank-eye and her TIAM bag

panorama of the scene of the crime

more failed panorama attempts. are there any lawyers in the house (ha ha ha)

more panorama

Lauderdale were like so awesome. i mean that 110%. one of the highlights of Wigginstock for me

District Attorneys — only gripe is they are all youngsters…. damn talented whippersnappers

Michael Pemberton’s insane smoked bologna.
THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE IT WAS SO GOOD!

smoked bologna disappeared as fast as Michael made it….

it was freezing cold. did a dollar store run — so fun i’ve never been to these before, was like a pig in sh*t! — for hats and gloves and fleeces. only downside was that i missed seeing The Pollies.

had a great time petting the Courtney Cat (orange tabby) and listening to Glossary while taking a break and trying to stay warm. felt good to serve as the official opener of Beef Jerky sticks — which was too much for the kids to deal with.

MacGyvered (well in my mind at least) a wet sock crisis, though i was thinking a clear produce bag (and a borrowed sock from the girls of the house), not a deli bag. must’ve been squishy and wet but there ya go….

flint hill triage (wet foot, hopefully stepped in mud not poop)
loved it that there were kids running around the whole time….

Centro-matic played what ended up being a completely sublime set — a mix of old and new. it’s so fitting for me that i just saw Will Johnson play a solo show with Anders Parker a few weeks ago at the Mercury Lounge. it was the first live show in forever (maybe years). and then to have them cap off Wigginstock 2012, well, i’ll be going to more live shows when i get home. and will be glad for it. a nice reintroduction to the glory and beauty that is live music.

Centro-matic

it was magical

next steps

it’s Sunday morning and after a quick breakfast at the Sawmill Family Restaurant (family: fitting) here in Wiggins i am off to Clarksdale for a some must needed R&R at the Shack Up Inn.

because of this g-d scary-ass storm, i’ll probably extend my trip, doubling days at locations so i get back to New York City next weekend. no skin off my back to spend more time in the South. i got some great recommendations from Susan and Doc from Doc Dailey for the Florence / Muscle Shoals area.

so the general plan is Clarksdale and Memphis for at least two days, one day on the Natchez Trace, with a jaunt to Florence / Muscle Shoals. then Nashville and wherever else i feel like hitting.

this is going to be the tougher leg of my journey i can tell already. what i am facing when i get back home to New York City — the job search, continuing to get my apartment and sleep schedule righted, adjusting to life post job of 15 years. continued terror and fear and excitement. so i’ll enjoy the solitude and distraction of these travels until then. and hope everyone stays safe in this apocalyptic weather.

big thanks (yet again) to Sean for suggesting i blog my roadtrip and the Wigginstock experience. have loved doing this.

New Orleans, Gulfport and W’12 Friday night

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not sure how coherent any of these posts are going to be. am pretty overwhelmed by how many people i’ve seen and have been able to talk with and reconnect with. and i know i haven’t talked to a lot of people i want to. it’s an exercise in impossibility, but i will try…. 🙂

add to that great GREAT food and just insanely talented music and i’m on total overload. yeah, that’s Wigginstock. and it has just barely begun.

New Orleans, food and sustenance

yesterday was able to wake up and have a bit more time in New Orleans. grabbed breakfast with Anne, Bruce, and Jersey Joe at Cafe Beignet not too far from the hotel.

Jersey Joe and Anne W (my roomie in New Orleans). Bruce W was here too. damn i love these people.

a little Sweet Treat — at Cafe Beignet

ham and cheese omelette, grits, and bread — Cafe Beignet

beignets — at Cafe Beignet

a beignet. still hot. thank god we shared orders. sooooo good!

Jersey Joe wanted to make a stop as we drove my grumpy ass out of New Orleans. i will definitely be back.

there was vinyl everywhere.

Euclid Records — New Orleans

vinyl everywhere. pur little 45s!

almost all vinyl

somewhat massive

Gulfport, stopping for a bite to eat

we just missed a bunch of postcarders — saw some folks in the parking lot on their way up to W.

Blow Fly Inn — Gulfport, MS

Blow Fly Inn — Gulfport, MS

grilled shrimp and steamed vegetables

sort of fell off my chair (of my mind) at the concept that i could ask for something to eat that wasn’t deep fried, and it would be just as enjoyable — if not more so.

i’ve made it a practice this trip to really trust the waitstaff to help me figure out the most popular and scrumpdillyicious option of what to eat. i figure they are going to know what the most solid choice is. i haven’t been steered wrong yet.

this dish was one that is going to be a touchstone in my life. before and after Blow Fly Inn grilled shrimp.

perfectly grilled, seasoned with just a little bit of kick but also a little sweet. succulent shrimps. grilled vegetables — yellow carrots, which i’ve never seen / eaten. which was the perfect palette cleanser / complement to the shrimp.

just wonderful. if you are flying into Gulfport — often a cheaper alternative than flying into New Orleans — don’t miss out on this great place and outstanding food.

okay, not to overstate things or anything but these were literally the BEST grilled shrimp i’ve ever had

Bruce W and Jersey Joe and I were sitting inside, at a window table, which is above this lake basin where you can actually see the catfish jumping down below.

it was a breezy gorgeous sunny day, we had made excellent time driving from New Orleans accompanied by the great tunes of Sharon Van Etten.

i don’t know why but i know a lot of guys who don’t like woman singers. Bruce W and Jersey Joe are obviously more evolved than this — and have great taste in music, can appreciate Sharon Van Etten’s talent, which is prodigious. not to exaggerate or anything.

and so it begins…

Wigginstock 2012

i brought my Nikon D90 but really my iPhone 5 would have sufficed. as always my night photography pretty much sucks, so i will leave the picture taking to the postcard professionals at it.

here are some of my somewhat crap pics. just a record of the beginning of this great music and people event.

Dave Provost started off. amazing voice, great lyrics. yes please, i’d like some more!

So glad to see Magnolia Mountain play. when i listen to Sean’s Spotify mix every time their songs come on i always scramble to find out who this amazing band is. these guys are folks to check out 100%.

Some Dark Holler was the perfect complement to the night. she absolutely killed it on the violin (made me want to pick that up again). they have a new record out. need to pick that up.

Sean

i love these inter-song talks from Sean. informative, funny, heartfelt. the glue that holds it all together and makes sense of it all.

the women could use the inside bathrooms. loved that. i have headlamps if that gets too crazy and the port-a-potties have to happen….

more crap pictures — the unbelievably talented Blue Mountain

Blue Mountain played a perfect set: a mix of old and new songs. Laurie shredding it up and Carey bringing the sweet sweet blues. it gets me all verklempt how meshed they are when they play together. these are the folks who make it look so easy it’s not until later that you realize how insanely talented they are. well not really, you can see it when they play, but you know what i mean. Blue Mountain brings it. brought it.

and then Duquette Johnston played.

i don’t really have words to describe the new music Duquette is working on. it’s dark, gorgeous, dense singer-songwriter stuff. not a lot of twang. very connected to who and what Duquette is all about — at least that’s my impression of it. if you want a sense of all this, check out Duquette’s blog. it’s one of my favorites.

didn’t get a picture (sort of gave up because they were coming out so cruddy and my iPhone was completely out of jewce — as my people say ha ha ha). but got some tshirts from Morgan (Duquette’s wife).

Club Duquette — Duquette Johnston

please support this man and woman team. they are the real deal of making art and living a life in trust of that.

i send good vibes out in the world to these lovely folks.

love the tree in Sean and Rebecca’s yard. i think it is magical

tunneling from nyc

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some random images that i took on the trip from LaGuardia to pick up my car rental to the first bit of my drive.

only just now pulling them off my D40 from last Monday, which feels like a month ago in time and space relation.

cab to LaGuardia

i’ll see you in a little while New York City

always see this from the highway when i fly out

we got a little lost (though i knew where we were)

have car will travel

had to take two tunnels to get out of New York City

trucks and the open road, finally

New Orleans

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today was the only full day of the trip in New Orleans. took me a while to blog this morning, plus i needed to get organized after all that driving. for some reason everything took me so much longer. i think i was pretty freaking baked after three days of intense driving.

confusing German (?) food in New Orleans

i wanted something quick and easy for breakfast / lunch so i went across the street from the hotel and got JagerHaus.

Pierogies from JagerHaus

Reuben from JagerHaus

i wasn’t really thinking clearly so this was not exactly what i wanted — heavier and i was / am very confused by all of this weirdly German food in New Orleans. not expecting all of these brats and stuff here…. but it was good and solid. and so close to the hotel i can’t complain.

am pretty appalled at the cost of everything in New Orleans. and this is coming from someone who lives in New York City. did not expect regular restaurant food to cost pretty much 25% to 50% more than it seems like it should cost.

i actually think food here in New Orleans is more expensive than in New York. to the point that it sort of freaks me out and i want to go back into the deep south away from these tourist / big city places and get some down home cooking that isn’t crazy expensive — or that much better than the regular food. i don’t know. was very confused by it all actually.

New Orleans “proper”

so had this meal, then was hoping to hit a couple record stores down here in the Latin Quarter. i was stressing out and feeling so much pressure to get out there and explore New Orleans. but i sort of had to let that go.

as it turns out, i literally sat down for a few minutes and before i knew it i had taken a nap. and it was time to go meet up with my friend Marian, who recently moved here  from New York.

took a cab over to Lakeview, which is near where she works, to a Mexican restaurant called The Velvet Cactus that eventually filled up with families and a lot of kids. great to catch up with Marian. always learn cool stuff from her and it had been a while.

there was a funky dog sculpture for the Louisiana SPCA.

Mosaic Dog
Location: Velvet Cactus 6300 Argonne Blvd.
Artist: Michael Grosch
Sponsor: Velvet Cactus

Uptown and environs

after Marian ate and we caught up for a while we went for a drive around a neighborhood where her nephew lives called Uptown. i was so glad to be able to get a glimpse of such truly fun and interesting architecture and to venture into neighborhoods i would not have seen otherwise. gorgeous live oak lined streets with houses of all different shapes and sizes. i hope to come back soon and explore more fully. great catch up with Marian and great to see more of New Orleans.

unfortunately our visit ran long so i missed the previously scheduled drinks getogether at the Pembertons’ lovely home. i regret that a lot. i really just did not have enough time.

Postcard family dinner

met up with Anne and we headed on over to the Postcard family dinner at fancy Luke’s restaurant. more confusing food — the French i got but still with the German (?). very very yummy. some of it very expensive.

folks

Postcard family dinner at Luke’s

Postcard family dinner at Luke’s

fud

fresh fruit cup

bread, which came toasty warm

bread

Jumbo Louisiana Shrimp “en cocotte”
McEwen & Sons’ creamy white corn grits & Poche’s andouill

Gadsden, AL to New Orleans, LA (AL la la la LA!)

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am going to try to blog this now or i know i will never get anything done. then need to get out into the Latin Quarter and New Orleans proper and explore a bit today before tonight’s events.

another long freaking day in the car yesterday (Wednesday, day 3) but totally worth it.

got a bit of a later start than anticipated but hit the road from Gadsden, Alabama, headed down towards New Orleans on the final leg of this part of the trip.

great recommendation from Corey F. to take a jaunt off the gorgeous tree-lined sameness of I-59 and get on over to Tuscaloosa. had an early quick bite of lunch at this joint. heck yeah!

Dreamland BBQ, Tuscaloosa, AL

the smell as i turned the corner to get there was insane. couldn’t actually see the smoke pits / set-up but damn skippy i could smell the mouth-watering scents.

so here’s more pig that i et.

Ribs, Dreamland BBQ

and this was a half order of the sausage. half order. ha ha ha ha….. my favorite food yesterday. each little morsel of the sliced up, juicy savoriness was divine. please note i do not use that word lightly.

Half sausage order, Dreamland BBQ

navigation

so i have been so happily using the iPhone 5’s native map turn-by-turn voice thing. it has been a godsend, especially when i have gotten lost at night in windy roads and stuff. love love love it. all you haters and detractors can suck it!

this day i chose one of the paths without investigating the details closely. thought i was just going to go back on I-20 to I-59 and resume down that highway on my way, no problem. well, i ended going a different way, which at first i was cursing but now looking back on it i wouldn’t have chosen any other way.

I-43 as it cuts through Tennessee and Alabama
i picked it up where it crosses the cyan line heading into the middle of Mississippi….

i knew things were different when i was driving through small towns and two-lane Alabama roads. at one point an older black couple was sitting on their porch and saw me and actually waved. i loved that, wish i could post a picture of the woman. it was the most welcoming thing….

so long story short i took I-59 highway from Gadsden, AL to I-20 to Tuscaloosa for awesome fud, then took a bunch of small town streets to Highway 43 down to Mobile. i think it added some time to the trip but it was actually a straighter shot. and i wasn’t going that slow except for the few towns i drove through.

does anyone know how to say Eutaw? i was sort of obsessed over the names of the towns i drove through…. Demopolis, Sweet Water, Vineland, Wagarville…

wish i had taken a picture of the following as well but i knew there’d be loads online. none of this bit are my photos.

Jim Bird’s farm in Forkland, Alabama

Bird’s Farm at Forkland, AL

Jim Bird’s Hay Bale Art has caught the attention of many motorist traveling Highway 43 between Demopolis, AL and Eutaw, AL. In a large field beside Highway 43, are many creations that Bird made with large round bales of hay – a large boat floating on several bales of hay, a giant bunny rabbit, a helicopter, three monkeys (hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil), a “monster” car and an octopus devouring a seaman. There are other creations including a 32-foot Tin Man (from The Wizard of Oz) and Snoopy crashing the Red Baron’s airplane into a tree.

Newspapers around the state and nation have published articles about Jim Bird’s hay bale creations and a Japanese film did a mini-documentary on what Bird has accomplished. The National Geographic magazine also did a spread on it for children.

Jim Bird uses large round bales of hay and whatever else he can find to produce these creations. The other materials include such things as discarded tires, bathtubs, hubcaps, pieces of wood, buckets, 55-gallon drums and anything else that is needed to create the desired image. Bird vowed not to spend more than $5 on any of his hay bale creations and has pretty much stuck to it, except for the 32-foot-tall “Tin Man” which required $40 of aluminum paint. The Tin Man was not made from hay, so Bird can still say he hasn’t exceeded his “budget.”

Jim Bird’s Hay Bale Art Farm is located approximately 8 miles north of Demopolis, AL on the west side of Highway 43 (GPS coordinates N32.629167,W87.847194).

Hay Bale Art in a field of hay near Forkland, Alabama

Hay Bale Monster Truck! — near Forkland, Alabama

there’s more plus an iconic tin man.

gorgeous geography

i’m a little obsessed with this guy named Robert D. Kaplan. i stumbled upon a presentation he gave at Credit Suisse’s 2012 (i think) Asian Investment Conference in our intranet news bulletins and everything he said was so smart, clicked with me instantly. it’s 100% nerd but here’s a link to the talk. really worth checking out — i think i’ve watched it three times.

Keynote Address: Pacific politics – Asia’s quest for energy security

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Related Article: China’s “Malacca Dilemma” inspiring quest for energy security, says Kaplan

China’s regional foreign policy will be dominated by its need to secure energy supply routes, according to renowned author Robert Kaplan, who also believes America’s “Pacific Pivot” is genuine but challenging.

maybe because it tied into my ongoing love of maps and geography — and Kaplan is all about geography — but i brought his newest book, saw him on Charlie Rose recently. and have been thinking about geography and how it shapes us as humans. i am simplifying / not doing his work justice, of course.

so all of these thoughts were going through my head as i was driving through rural Alabama. so thankful to get to know this state on a more intimate basis than racing down main highways. wondering about the people who live in the houses along the roads, what they do for a living, how they support themselves, how the places they live shape them.

i am struck by the wildness and density of the trees and foliage. the rolling hills and huge skies and plains. i only got a glimpse but it was really worth the time of slowing down and absorbing.

Mississippi – at last!

welcome to Mississippi
Mississippi Welcome Center

this was at the Mississippi Welcome Center. great help by knowledgeable folks there. plus a free jolt of coffee! can’t beat knowledge plus a zoink of caffeine!

90/110 along the Gulf Coast….

i took the scenic route as suggested by Sean. saw the miles of empty lots where there used to be mansions. crazy the breadth of the destruction of Hurricane Katrina. signs upon signs of people trying to sell their lots. the devastation continues, and it hit other places besides New Orleans. i only saw a little bit of it here (and apologies the picture doesn’t show it or anything). it’s heartbreaking.

major find: Patterson Hood’s new solo record

music of this day: Patterson Hood’s new one, then Charles Bradley

can’t rave enough about Patterson Hood’s new solo record. i know Will Johnson from Centro-matic had a lot to do with this gorgeous poetic deep-ass, touching now desert island disk. i listened to this all through Alabama and it made the aural experience that much more rich, hearing Patterson Hood, native son, tell stories about Alabama through song. sublime.

lodgings

got to the hotel, Prince Conti. kind of a big deal here but valet parking is worth the price / convenience. hotel is insanely reasonably priced, especially if you plan in advance and have firm plans. clean and not too fancy which is perfect for me.

plus there’s a skylight in my room!!!

skylight in the room at Prince Conti Hotel in New Orleans

fud

great group dinner at ACME Oyster House. going to let the pictures speak for themselves.

motley crew at dinner

baked oyster

baked oysters

ACME Oyster House - New Orleans

the oysters came out like this, so bubbly hot and delicious — an aroma of garlic that was unreal. wow!

raw oysters

Red Beans & Rice Poopa
French Bread Bowl filled with Red Beans & Rice and Grilled Smoked Sausage

wrap up

tonight i am meeting up with friend from grad school who just moved down here and GOT A JOB (hi Marian)! seeing as that is me now i want to pick her brain, plus catch up. she’s one of the smartest people i know, full of information and knowledge so i can’t wait. plus it will get me out of the tourist zone of New Orleans i think is inevitable when you are here the first time.

if i don’t run out of time it will be drinks with postcarders then dinner. tomorrow we head out to the big W! can’t wait to see everyone there!