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More reasons NOLA is worth fighting for...where else on the earth would these be passionate conversations?

Recent post-k food conversation 1

And I think the best roast beef-po boys are at Domilises.

No way, Mothers!

Bite me, Parasols.

Screw all y'all. We never close on Chef.

What?

Damn! He's right!

You ever been there?

No.

When they wrap them up, there's no writing on them. I asked them how to tell which ones were which. He said the roast beef is the heaviest -- you'll be able to feel it.

Damn. I'm not going to argue with a place named "We Never Close".

Recent post-k food conversation 2

Went into Crabby Jacks yesterday...

Yeah? I ate there the day before.

Wha'd ya get?

Duck. You?

Rabbit. Shouldda got the duck.

That duck is good, aint' it?

Oh yeah. You know the guy that ownz dat place also runs Jacques-Imo's?

Yeah. Saw him in dere yesterday. First time I ever seen him sober.

I know what you mean. You know dey got Austin Leslie fried chicken, too?

Really?

Yeah, but you gots to call in advance. Takes 'em 20 or 30 minutes.

Dat's worth it. Almost as good as Dooky Chase.

You tink so?

Better...at least when Austin was cookin' it.

Yeah you rite.

Recent post-k food conversation 3

If somebody says Galatoire's is one of their top 5 restaurants, ignore everything else they say about food. Same if they pick Arnaud's or Antoine's.

What if they pick Pittari's?

Then they're dead, and you should still ignore them.

Same if they pick anything run by Emeril.

Come on. I like Emeril's restaurants.

Paul Prudhomme is a god.

Paul Prudhomme is the god.

Well, of NOLA cuisine, yeah.

He's lookin' good.

Better dan he used to.

Dropped some weight.

What about Brigtsen's?

Not bad.

What about Casamentos?

If it ain't oysters, don't get it. Also, the best gumbo in town.

Really?

Yep. I hope you like eating in the bathroom, though.

Man, that tile is something.

What about anywhere in metry?

They all suck.

OK, all but old metry. That's OK.

Dragos?

Great, despite the chef turnover.

So yeah, we care about food. Thanks, Tim.

Hot topic du jour: from a comment by Aaron, Chen Kenichi, Iron chef Chinese, was spotted in Whole foods on Magazine. This, and the fact that Iron Chef Hiroyuki Sakai prepared an 8 course meal at Stella! last week.

Chen-san and Sakai-san set up shop in New Orleans? Oh, hell yeah! If I can also eat a meal prepared by Michiba-san, then, I can die. Honestly, these are on my list of things to do before I die. There are a couple of other things on that list, too.

From one of the above links:

I propose that "Jennifer or Bailey?" is a much more telling test than the standard "Ginger or Mary Ann?" question. Mary Ann may have been a farm girl, but she was a "bad" farm girl. (Look how tight those damn gingham dresses are on her.) Six months in LA, and she'd be Ginger. Bailey, however, could never be Jennifer. Only trust those who answer "Bailey" to the above question.

Yeah, and the fact that Ginger was a redhead throws a big-ass monkey wrench into the equation. Repeat: do not trust those that answer Jennifer!!!

Anyhoo. to quote Ice Cube about yesterday: You could say it was a goot day.

Lunch: 1/2 Duck po' boy from Crabby Jacks
Afternoon: to the quarter, got kicked out of Pat O'Briens for smoking a cigar in the piano bar. Even though they sell cigars there. Evidently, singers are not at all affected by cigarette smoke, treated with chemicals like formaldehyde, but plain cigar tobacco will send them straight to their graves. Hey, I was just there to pay my respects to Mr. Eddie.
Dinner: leftover 1/2 rabbit po' boy from Crabby Jacks
Home Cinema: Limondaovy Joe
11:00: Vaughn's for Kermit and the Swingers. Corey was back, blowin the bone. He's still stuck in Houston, but makes it back when he can. Good to see another packed house, one dumbass with a Duke hat on, but hey. Oh, and a special appearance by DJ Smokes-a-lot. Kermit, you funny.
Back home: Chappelle's show marathon on TV. Rick James but not Wayne Brady. Hysterical.

So some assmunch at Vaughn's was talking about how Irwin Mayfield was a better trumpet player than Kermit. True, from a technical standpoint. So is Wynton. And Al Hirt was better technically than Louis. And Yngwie is better technically than John Lee Hooker, and you can guess who I'd rather hear.

Once again, I'm alternating from an angry NOLA politics post to a happy I'm so damn glad I live here post.

When I die, you better second line. Damn right.

Comments

[Tim P.]

You are a very lucky man to have easy access to such great food... of course, you've never had my shrimp creole, stuffed bell peppers or mirliton casserole (thanks, grandmaw!).

As for the roast beef po' boy debate... duh! Mothah's! All the way! I like my roast beef with chow chow and mynez though, but Mother's creole mustard is a good substitute... and that cabbage... inspired!

Elizabeth's warm roast beef po' boy with debris is pretty fine too. Make sure and have the praline bacon first though.

Shit, I could talk food for days. Now I'm sad again, honestly that was the best part of our trip... as self-indulgent as that is.

[Adrastos]

Best po-boys of any kind: Domilises. Dot's a dawlin' and her food is the best, y'all. I'm a homer on this one. Why go to Poydras when I can go 7-8 blocks? Mother's is good but Dot is my homey.

I don't like Elizabeth's as much since Heidi sold. I also miss my boy Chad; one of the best heavily tattooed waiters in town.

Trumpeters? I'm a Kermit man all the way. Irvin is fabulous technically but not as warm tonally as Kermit. They both have great N'awlins names though: Koimit and Oyvin...

[Ray]

That po-boy conversation in Austin always goes like this:

The only po-boys in town worth eatin' are from Gene's.

Yeah, definitely Gene's.

I tried one at Shoal Creek 'cause their duck gumbo rocks, but the po-boy was lousy, so I'm going back to Gene's.

Why do y'all keep talking about Gene's? Is it that authentic.

Yeah. He's from New Orleans.

[oscar]

I LOVE WE NEVER CLOSE! Although, I was never brave (or foolish) enough to dine-in. The place was nasty inside, but damn they had great po-boys. One time I ordered a hot sausage po-boy and just to show a guest what overstuffed really meant, proceeded to make two regular overstuffed po-boys from my one W.N.C sandwich. Ya u rite!

[Mulberry Bags]

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[קעקועים]

I like real from a technological viewpoint. so I was better technologically than other and Yngwie is better technologically than my friends.