Monday, 24 September 2012

More Fried fish and more Kermit.

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So, our time in New Orleans is panning out very nicely and unfortunately coming to an end . We have seen lots of music, lots of different styles in a variety of bars and on the street.  A place worth a mention is La Maison on Frenchman street.  Monday night is particularly good for music.  We popped along and caught a great jazz band called The Royal Roses.  They played a full set, passed around their tip jar and sold some CD’s.  Very nice to have access to them from home.  They are also on Youtube and well worth a look. 

Thursday mid-morning Terry is off shopping somewhere, Paul and I decide to do a touristy thing jumping on a street car that runs up Canal Street passed our hotel.   
Street Car on Canal Street


We used “Zen” on our choice of street car selection.  We got on the first one that came following Dirk Gently’s advice that “you may not end up where you expected but you will end up where you need to be”.  Around 30 or so minutes after getting on the tram we were at the end of the line by the cemeteries. Still with Zen being our guide we walked around one, took some pictures and headed back to the tram via a supermarket, this is the cheapest place around ever!  I got a Mississippi mud pie ice cream and a bottle of Sierra mist for $2.00 and Paul treated himself to a new and much needed pair of flip flops for $1.00. 

We re-boarded the tram which took is back down Canal Street to the other end of the line.  This took us right to the Mississippi adjacent to the Algiers ferry.  So we got on it just for the ride.  It is a free ride that brings the Algiers inhabitants to and from the City twice an hour.  I do like a boat ride when I am on holiday.  Been on them everywhere from Benidorm taking tourists to Peacock island to a ride around lake Dal in Northern India by our own boat boy.  Always do a boat trip.  One we didn’t do which I wish I had is, the Nachez.  This is an old style paddle steamer that you can have lunch on listening to some Jazz. 

Natchez
Thursday evening, only one choice for us, Vaughan’s bar in the Bywater area.  We took a bus across town to a place where the “locals” go.  This is off the tourist track, we know of Vaughan’s as it appears in the T.V. series Treme.  Episode 1 shows Elvis Costello sat in Vaughn’s watching Kermit Ruffins.  Our turn tonight.

We got off the bus at Poland Avenue, heading down towards the corner of Poland Avenue and Dauphine Street.  We could see Vaughan’s from the corner but needed to eat.   We went in to a local restaurant, Jack Dempsey’s.  Funny this is the second restaurant with this name that we have been in on this trip, this one and one in NY.  This one says it “specialises” in seafood.  Terry passed on the chance to eat but Paul and I ordered their seafood medley.  My God.  A mountain of fried fish.  Initially it was OK but as you get into it and let’s face it there was allsorts of sea life on our plate.  Oysters, catfish, red snapper, but it was all deep fried, every bite tasted the same.  Everybody was taking bags of food out with them.  Enough to say we couldn’t eat it.  I guess it is what they like in the Deep South. Too much and too fried.  Still haven’t found that Cajun or Creole that they rave on about.  They “insisted” we take the rest with us.  Not wanting to offend we did.  After dropping off the fried fish in the nearest dumpster. This may seem mean but you can't take fried fish to a gig?  I would go to Dempseys again but next time have the lobster..... As long as they don't fry it!.

We headed into Vaughan’s.

 Kermit was Amazing and his band incredible.  This was a totally different set to what we had heard at his place last Sunday.  This has been a regular gig for the chap for the last 20 years.  The place was jumping.  Mid point they serve up Rice and Beans to everybody which was really rather nice, should have passed on the fried fish.  Next time Kermit, Rice and beans for me. What a night.  On leaving I reflected that it was like being in the middle of an alligator infested Bayou with the tin roofs and the overgrown jungle spreading wildly over the fences.  This place is so full of character.  If you go be brave and hunt it out you will not be disappointed.  Another Treme link “ If the taxi driver asks you are you sure this is where you want to go say “YES””

We are nearing the end of our time in New Orleans.  We have a full day on Friday then packing for our flight back to New York, two more nights back at the Gershwin then home.

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