01/14/13 1:00pm

European influences are hard to miss in this city.  In New Orleans, street names are in French or Spanish. I spent my first few hours in the city on foot, with my camera. The air was humid and thick, everyone was waiting for a thunderous rainfall.

In the New Orleans  Garden District, impressive and expensive properties caught people’s attention. But I was more interested in the  grand mansions that have long been left unmaintained. With large balconies and tropical greens overgrowing on the front porch, it is not hard to imagine these houses in their previous glories. The New Orleans Garden District receives its name from the large houses – and large gardens – in the area. The secluded and relatively inexpensive area is home to many celebrities like the Manning brothers and Sandra Bullock.

Across town, Brad Pitt has a property in the French Quarter where jazz clubs and bars line the narrow streets. As I strolled pass the shops, I was greeted by the southern hospitality that I had heard about and find myself drawn to. For a moment, I was surprised at  strangers smiling at me and saying hello, but quickly adapt to the local warmth. I smiled back at the restaurant owner who called me “miss sugar” and “baby”.

I’d like to thank the New Orleans  Convention  & Visitors Bureau and Maison St. Charles for helping me arrange a wonderful trip down south. Don’t miss the New Orleans Garden District when you visit the city next.

This article originally appeared on  Just-In-Time Travels. Get in touch with the author@tracyzhangphoto.  

 

01/02/12 11:43am

Pop-ups aren’t just pizza and burgers in New Orleans. Aron Chang, Karen Wang, and Sergio Padilla, all architects by trade, have been serving vegetarian fare in a number of different venues across the city as a pop up called TSAI. Local blogger Nora in Nola has covered their activities over the past few months. TSAI started in the Dragon’s Den on Saturday nights and have since been holding a number of “TSAI House”  house parties for close friends, serving up a mix of Taiwanese street food and vegetarian dishes with a New Orleans twist.

They hosted a BYO(Bowl) noodle event in August. The most recent TSAI House event in the Garden District focused on polenta, serving two different types of sauce ”” roasted eggplant walnut and blue cheese mushroom. Both were hearty and savory and were matched nicely with fresh side dishes.

 

 

The space, a friend’s shotgun house, was wonderfully illuminated, and the interior decoration really paired nicely with the food.

Two weeks ago TSAI had Brunch on the Bayou. The weather was perfect. The sky was completely clear, and the temperatures were warm but not sultry. The team set up a long table on Cabrini Bridge, which crosses Bayou St. John right in front of Cabrini High School.

The menu consisted of Taiwanese breakfast goodies that aren’t available at restaurants in the city:

The highlight of the meal was the salty soybean soup, which was created by curdling soymilk with vinegar and then adding sesame oil. Chang made shiitake mushroom beignets to substitute for the normal soup topping of pulled pork or crullers. The result was a tangy, slightly spicy soup filled with soft tofu-like soybean curdles and a savory beignet that had the rich aroma of shiitake mushrooms.

If you missed Brunch on the Bayou, make sure to follow TSAI on Facebook. The next TSAI House event is on Saturday, November 5, and they are also planning a Thanksgiving event at Zeitgeist.

09/26/11 8:56am

Pretty much every set of directions in New Orleans can be given in relation to the Mississippi River, Canal Street, or Lake Pontchartrain. Part of the justification for this is the practice of building long avenues in the city – some streets, like Magazine Street, are more than six miles long, and often travel through several neighborhoods as they progress.

Ursulines Avenue, a thirty-block stretch that runs between the river and the Mid-City bayou, is one of these streets. When I lived there, the changing character of the micro-neighborhoods evident on Ursulines always fascinated me: parts of gentrified Bayou St. John, Esplanade Ridge, the Treme, and the French Quarter are all represented. And even though Ursulines Avenue isn’t exactly prime tourist territory – you probably won’t catch groups of tourists being herded down this road like you might in the Garden District – I think it’s a lovely example of the off-kilter beauty of New Orleans.

At its end in Bayou St. John, Ursulines is a broad, two-laned true avenue, lined with ferns, oak trees, New Orleans’  ever-present  palm trees, and grand old homes.

No neighborhood in New Orleans is too proud to be flying Saints-related banners.

Though I’ve never quite figured out what the legal interpretation for this is, New Orleans’ zoning regulations are somewhat”¦lax. It’s not at all uncommon for residential neighborhoods to contain barbershops, nail salons, and convenience stores. At the end of this somewhat bourgeois section of Ursulines Avenue, the convenience store Soprano’s sells all manner of downmarket goods: single tall boy beers, condoms, miscellaneous dry items in curious packaging, and hot lunches.

Soprano’s also marks a change in character for the avenue. At Broad, Ursulines crosses into outer Mid-City/Treme-Lafitte (the line of demarcation is not clear).

Here, homes are smaller and less well-maintained, litter and debris becomes more common, and the neighborhood becomes more working-class. Abandoned homes also have a greater presence.

At the end of this section of Ursulines Avenue sits the historic St. Ann Grotto. The original National Shrine of St. Ann was also in the area, and the building is still there, but the parish moved to Metairie in the 1970s due to changing demographics (also known as “white flight” ).

Across the street, at a vacated and decrepit church, a mural is in progress.

Ursulines then gets temporarily cut off by the Interstate-10  overpass and Claiborne. This is one of the strange things about the continuation of the avenues. You can’t bike or drive directly along Ursulines from Mid-City to the river; you have to go around the exit ramp and pick up Ursulines on the other side. Why call it the same street?

People often congregate under this long overpass, particularly on Mardi Gras day: it’s a common gathering place for New Orleans’ large African-American community.

After you cross this barrier, you arrive in the true Treme, now nationally famous after its appearance on the HBO show of the same name. The Treme is a small, eccentric neighborhood with an odd cultural flavor, home to African-American families and artistic types who can’t afford to live in the high-rent French Quarter.

People in the Treme, like elsewhere in New Orleans, are never shy about decorating their houses.

In the Treme, Ursulines becomes one-way, and the streets narrow.

Houses in this neighborhood are almost universally “shotguns,”  or long, narrow one-story homes, often divided into two units.

The dividing line between the Treme and the French Quarter is Rampart, another broad two-lane artery. In a car, you can’t actually make this crossing on Ursulines – the street is one-way the wrong way. On foot, you get the opportunity to gaze up into the burned-out shell at the corner. The building was vacant when it burned.

On the Quarter side, Ursulines starts to look more like the New Orleans people recognize from postcards: iron-wrought balconies, charming patisseries, and high fences around (presumably) enchanting courtyards.

Near the end of Ursulines lies the Ursulines Convent,  New Orleans’ “oldest and most historic”  building (the sign says so).

The avenue then ends at Decatur Street, which is, aside from Bourbon Street, the epicenter of New Orleans tourism. If you could see past the buildings and the levee, you’d see the river – the end of our walking tour. Time for a cocktail.

09/19/11 2:43pm

New Orleans is a Miller High Life kind of town for the most part ”” we like cheap, light beer, especially when it’s hot. In the last four years, however, the wave of the craft beer boom has crashed here, bringing with it some of the great beers from the East and West Coasts and abroad. Local craft brewers have also started to produce competitive alternatives to macrobrews.

Enter The Avenue Pub. Once a 24-hour dive bar, in the last three years, the bar has become the center of craft beer activities in the city thanks to the tireless efforts of owner Polly Watts and her devoted staff (and it’s still open 24/7). On Saturday, September 17, Avenue Pub hosted one of only 21 Zwanze Day  events to celebrate a limited batch of lambic beer released by Belgian brewery Cantillon.

Zwanze began in 2008 as a way for owner Jean Van Roy to “make a distinction”  between his experimental beers and Cantillon’s regular products:

Taken from the Dutch dialect spoken in Brussels, the word «zwanze » describes the typical humour of the city’s inhabitants, which is characterised by a finely-balanced mix of self-deprecation and exaggeration. I quite like the idea of my lambic «Made in Brussels » having the same jovial and slightly derisive spirit as the people of Belgium’s Capital City, and of it also taking a light-hearted look at these blends, which I admit can seem a bit strange at times.

Unfortunately the joke was on Van Roy last year. When he released the Zwanze 2010 in bottles for 6 Euros, it didn’t take long for opportunists to scoop up the tasty brew and put it on eBay for upwards of 80 Euros.

To combat this, Van Roy decided not to sell Zwanze 2011 in bottles. He selected 21 bars around the world in Brussels, Stockholm, Paris, Fougà­ ¨res sur Bià­ ¨vre (France), Rome, Copenhagen, Helsinki, Nicorvo (Italy), Bergamo (Italy), Washington D.C., Montreal, Louisville (KY), Cambridge (MA), Philadelphia (PA), Portland (OR), Brooklyn (NY), Chicago (IL), Santa Rosa (CA), Escondido (CA), New Orleans (LA) and Itami (Japan) at which he released the beer on September 17. Only a few bottles will be kept for tastings at the brewery.

At Avenue Pub, the celebration ran for an entire week. On Wednesday, the bar held a tasting event for sour beers, and on the Friday, they tapped a cask of Cantillon’s St. Lamvinus ”” an unblended two- to three-year-old lambic that is fermented in Bordeaux barrels and then has Merlot and Cabernet Franc grapes added. Watts was on hand to pour the first glasses.

The result is a puckeringly sour beer that reeks (in a good way) of “funk”  produced by the yeast Brettanomyces, the special yeast that lambics use to achieve their unique flavor palate.

Pourings were six ounces each for six dollars. Although lambics are beers, they deserve to be enjoyed more like wine.

On Saturday, the bar was already crowded when I arrived at 11:30, and the first person to enter the official queue arrived before 10. Many of the customers had traveled far for a taste of the rare beer ”” I spoke with people from Mobile, Lafayette, and as far as Houston.

T-shirts commemorating the event were available.

Watts took names as folks arrived, and by the 2pm tapping time there were over 150 people waiting. They were allowed up to the second floor balcony bar in groups of 30.

At 2pm, the first group swarmed toward the bar, and Dylan Lintern, vice-president of NOLA Brewing, hesitantly took the first pour.

Zwanze 2011 makes use of Pineau d’Aunis grapes from organic winegrower Olivier Lemasson:

In 2010 we tried something new by blending lambic with Pineau d’Aunis. The result was quite surprising and wine-like with specific accents of fruit, pepper and other spices, both as regards smell and taste. With Olivier’s approval, and despite a substandard harvest due to poor weather conditions, we recreated the same beer for Zwanze 2011. I subjected it to some very limited cold hopping using Bramling Cross hops, which yields a slightly bitter fruitiness. My friend Rob Todd of the Allagash Brewing Company calls it the «kiss of the hops », and I’ve decided to use this fantastic expression. The balance struck between the lambic, the grapes and the delicate bitter fruitiness is surprising yet very pleasant.

The resulting blend of Pineau d’Aunis (which Van Roy mistakenly labeled Pinot d’Aunis in his brewery for a while) and Cantillon lambic is a rich, grapey beer that features some aspects of the Cantillon range of lambic beers ”” a tart taste, not overly sweet, and a nose that shows some of the effects of funk but doesn’t hide the grapes as much as the St. Lamvinus. It’s extremely quaffable, and a number of tasters compared it to a rose wine.

The Zwanze 2010 is the beer that started the Zwanze craze and resulted in the formation of the current Zwanze Day setup, and it was available in bottles. It’s a witbier that underwent mixed fermentation ”” in addition to the ale yeasts, it was also naturally inoculated by lambic yeasts. The lemony and spiced notes of a witbier were present alongside oak from the aging in barrels, giving it a very complex flavor. One astute taster compared the aroma “dill,”  which was very much a compliment.

Now that the event is over, it’s likely that the only Zwanze 2011 left is whatever Van Roy decided to keep in bottles at the brewery. Beer geeks will have to wait until next year to see what results from further experiments in Cantillon’s beer laboratories.

09/09/11 2:59pm

New Orleans is a flat city. Some describe it as a bowl, since parts of the city are lower than sea level, but when you’re actually in the city, it just feels flat. Overwhelmingly flat, especially to those who have lived in more topographically rich environments.

The city is so flat that in the 1933, the Works Progress Administration built “Monkey Hill”  in Audubon Zoo for local kids to enjoy, which was for a long time the highest point in the city.

According to Tulane professor Richard Campanella in his book Time and Place in New Orleans: Past Geographies in the Present Day,

The hill measured 27.5 feet above m.s.l, depending on the amount of joyous dirt kicking and grass stomping on the “summit,”  until it was heavily relandscaped in late 2000 with concrete walkways, statues of a pride of lions, and a rope bridge connecting the top to surrounding sidewalks. Because Monkey Hill is based on the high natural levee, about 11 feet above m.s.l, its local relief is only about 16 feet. (Campanella 53)

Untapped has written about the WPA’s work on City Park previously, but the WPA also did extensive work on Audubon Zoo.

Growing up in New Orleans, I somehow misconstrued a hill on the batture (known locally as “the Fly” ) near Audubon Zoo as Monkey Hill.

Local kids ride their bikes on the hill, and my high school cross country team trained by running up and down the hill and several other smaller hills on the batture.

Because of the trees surrounding the zoo, it’s difficult to determine if this hill is higher than Monkey Hill.

Although Monkey Hill is the most famous hill in the city, the current highest point is actually “The Mountain”  in Couturie Forest Arboretum in City Park.

There are education stations posted along the trail, and after following the left fork along the lagoon, the trail to the right quickly rises up to “The Mountain.” 

On the summit is a wooden deck made of stumps and a circular wooden bench.

 

The climb is underwhelming. Not only does it take 30 seconds to ascend, once you are at the top, the forest blocks the view of the surrounding area, so you can’t tell how high you are.

Whichever you want to consider the highest point in New Orleans ”” symbolically Monkey Hill or actually The Mountain ”” the only choices are artificial hills. The city has no natural hills or mountains. The Arboretum itself, though, is nice. The trails are lush, and there is a deck area overlooking the lagoon.

While “The Mountain”  is the highest point, City Park is a relatively low-lying area of the city, so it took a lot of damage during flooding from Katrina. The Arboretum has a new master plan (PDF) detailing how they plan to rebuild the area.

09/02/11 7:43pm

Untapped is proud to introduce our new  Untapped New Orleans Spotify Playlist. The goal is to create a representative playlist of local artists. We’ll introduce artists on the list and some of the songs that they are well known for. Let us know who you think we should add!

Louis Armstrong and Louis Prima are closely connected. Both were gravelly-voiced trumpet players, both were bandleaders, and both left New Orleans for Chicago to pursue their careers. In the ‘20s and ‘30s, Armstrong played with Joe “King”  Oliver and eventually formed his own groups, recording a number of influential standards, becoming a foundational influence in jazz, and setting a high standard for cornet and trumpet players from New Orleans.

Prima was heavily influenced by Armstrong. After moving through Chicago, New York, and Los Angeles, Prima revived his career with a regular Las Vegas show. His style was so similar to Armstrong’s that when Disney hesitated to cast African-American Armstrong in the role of orangutan King Louie in the 1967 “The Jungle Book,”  they had Prima play the King of the Swingers instead.

Armstrong settled in New York in Corona, Queens, and lived there until his death in 1971. Prima too lived away from New Orleans until he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage in 1975 and was moved back. He died in 1978.

The French Quarter Festival has cleverly paired the two on the Harrah’s Casino Louis Louis Pavilion Stage on the riverfront.

Louis Armstrong

West End Blues” 
The title refers to the West End lakefront neighborhood in New Orleans. Joe “King”  Oliver wrote the song, but the most famous version is by Armstrong and his Hot Five in 1928. Armstrong sings scat over parts of the song, and his trumpet solos are considered some of the finest ever played.

A Foggy Day” 
One of the great tracks from “Ella and Louis,”  a dream team of jazz talent – Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald and the Oscar Peterson Quartet. The album consists of eleven slow tempo ballads which give both Armstrong and Fitzgerald room to work their magic.

What a Wonderful World” 
Armstrong showcases his unmatchable tone on this song that was written for him to record in 1968 (after Tony Bennett turned it down). This is the quintessential Louis Armstrong song, for better or worse.

Louis Prima

Sing Sing Sing” 
Prima penned this 1937 swing classic which has been covered by all the greats, notably Benny Goodman. If you’ve never heard it before, the tune at least will probably be familiar.

Just a Gigolo/I Ain’t Got Nobody (Medley)” 
It would be a crime not to include this song, especially since lyrics from the first song are on his grave in Metairie Cemetery: “When the end comes, I know, they’ll all say ‘just a gigolo’ as life goes on without me.” 

Angelina/Zooma Zooma (Medley)” 
This live recording is probably the closest anyone can get to the virtuosity of Prima live and in person – note the raucous audience reactions at 0:12 when the song begins and at 1:26 when he starts singing in Italian.