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April 18, 2007
It ain't all bad
In fact lots of times it's pretty damn good.
I know I tend to bitch and moan a lot, and even though my lunch at Mandina's did fall through at the last minute, I had a damn fine weekend.
Friday French Quarter Festival and riding the Triumph around the city all afternoon with Cassidy.
Saturday brunch at Elizabeth's (Eggs Florentine...creamed spinach, potatoes, poached eggs and hollandaise with the best fried oysters I've had all season), then Gina's birthday dinner at Manale's (way more oysters at the oyster bar than we paid for, then I had the ribeye which was splendiferous).
Sunday, I took Liam over to the weekly music workshop at Tipitina's, where he got to jam onstage with the New Orleans Saxophone Quartet, and where I got confirmation that he knows enough about the sax to play along with the big folks, with a little coaching:
and then found out much to my surprise that he fucking jams on the drums when somebody asks him to "just lay down a groove":
We celebrated his jazz debut by hitting opening day at Hansen's (strawberry with condensed milk for me...it's a tradition) and right after I took this picture:
the crowds who'd been in line behind me came out looking all sadfaced, and we find out that the ancient motor on the custom sno-bliz machine had burnt out, and they were closing. I got the last sno-ball. Judge Hansen says he'll hopefully have it fixed by next Thursday so cross your fingers. Sorry. It was a really good sno-ball, too. Heh heh.
Posted by ray at April 18, 2007 12:22 AM | Permalink
Categories: [family | food | music | new orleans ]
Tags: food, french quarter festival, hansen's, music, new orleans, new orleans saxophone quartet, sno-balls, tipitina's
Comments
Dude.
Liam's going to grow up to be the next - wait I was gonna say art pepper but there's a bad patch in there. But still. Tell him I said find a bridge and practice til it hurts.
Your kids are SO cute.
Posted by: Elvis at April 18, 2007 1:51 AM
Oh, and, come to hawaii with me sometime and I'll show you why shave ice is so damned much better than snow cones.
Posted by: Elvis at April 18, 2007 1:58 AM
In New Orleans, we don't have snow cones, we have snow balls, and I'm told (by both Hiromi and Lani Teshima-Miller) that New Orleans snow balls and Hawaiian shave ice are pretty much the same thing (with maybe some differences in syrups).
Oh, and come to New Orleans already.
Posted by: Ray at April 18, 2007 7:38 AM
Your kids are so awesome. And the BEST snoball flavor is nectar w/ condensed milk, thankyouverymuch.
Posted by: erika at April 18, 2007 8:50 AM
Cuuute! I always admire people who can do stuff I can't do -- musical shits, artistic shits, math shits.
You need to try a snoball on top of ice cream. Seriously, you *must* do this. Get a snoball to go, then take it home, and dump it on some vanilla ice cream. The mix of textures -- the crispiness of the ice, the creaminess of the ice cream -- is to die for.
Preeze try this!!!!!!
Posted by: Hiromi at April 18, 2007 10:33 AM
Your kids *are* adorable and watching them make music is such a blast. So, did you meet Michael?
Posted by: Sophmom at April 19, 2007 9:37 AM
Oh, no. Now, I'm worried that he might have been ill-behaved! He was most definitely working last Saturday evening.
Posted by: Sophmom at April 19, 2007 10:46 AM
Sophmom, I think I might have seen him, but only briefly and I didn't get a chance to talk to him. They had both dining rooms open on Saturday so he might have been working mostly in the other one.
H, Hansen's does have ice cream so I'll ask 'em.
Posted by: Ray at April 19, 2007 11:54 AM
Ray: Now that's good livin'.
Posted by: oyster at April 20, 2007 12:12 AM
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