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Paint The Town Green Raises Funds With Eats & Drinks



The Green Project might be a product of their own success. While many locals equate the non-profit with post Federal Flood rebuilding efforts, the organization and their triumph is rooted in paint recycling. And right now, the Green Project has more paint than they can handle. So, they are launching “Paint the Town Green” to raise money to keep up the good work.


Drinking Culture

Celebrating A Year of Drinking (and Writing) at Cane & Table



 

Gentle reader, I have no more to write but a little – our time is at an end. O long year’s labor! And short year’s memory… drowned as rainwater in the ocean. But I will resist nostalgia as I might. For a celebration of 52 weeks of penning the "Drinking Culture" column is at hand. And sending out a call to those who would come, I determined to achieve the acme of my credit limit and begin anew the cycle of paying off my debts throughout the approaching busy season. Come with me now, back to a beginning of sorts. We’re off to see some old friends, meet some new, and drink and dine and generally blow-it-up at the finest all-around joint in the French Quarter: Cane and Table. 


Drinking Culture

A Stroll to the Avenue



Gentle reader, the winds of change blow bleak. The first temperate days of the coming fall intersperse with the lingering, hot afternoons of summer. The conventioneers and tourists like migratory things begin their return to the French Quarter. The football season opens to wild, Sunday afternoon shouts that cheer the sunshine at intervals from the dim barrooms. Though it should be fun, I find a period of wandering melancholy, intimate as these days are with the passage of time. And thus wandering in a black mood, found myself at the door of the Avenue Pub. 


Drinking Culture

Dropping A Dime On Barcadia



Gentle reader, as sojourners in this life we must take our entertainment where we find it. The dive bar and the neighborhood bar please us well. But let us indulge our curiosity and step inside an establishment that can be many places at once, brushing by geography and local culture like the broadcast of a syndicated television program. It’s time to take a peek into a chain bar – if only a regional chain bar. We’re off for a game or two, and perhaps a drink, at Barcadia.


Drinking Culture

Passing Time at the Maple Leaf



Gentle reader, it is said that Time keeps everything from happening all at once. Apart from that, I find it a nuisance. My free ride to Uptown came well before Rebirth Brass Band was to play. And I was bound to sit upon a barstool and wait. Day bled out to night as the patrons traded faces, and I struggled to remain coherent in a bar that alters by hours as a year through the seasons. Come, my friends, and keep the watch with me at The Maple Leaf Bar.


Drinking Culture

A Generational Journey at Henry's



Gentle reader, brick and mortar, stock and stone… A clever concept, rubber-stamped by some bloodless investor… The Bar must be more than these. The Bar, my friends, provides. For the friendless, it is society. For the friends, a place to meet. For the old man, it is remembrance. And for the youth to cut their teeth.


Drinking Culture

Full Tourist on Frenchmen



Gentle reader, I found a hundred! I found a hundred! In a pile of my unwashed laundry, I found a wadded hundred dollar bill! And with the summer credit-wolves at the door, the time had come to do the responsible thing… to spread the wealth, my friends. Let’s be tourists in our own town and stimulate this goddamned economy. We’re off to the Marigny Triangle to spend a few bucks on music and food and perhaps a drink or two on Frenchmen Street.


Drinking Culture

Pitcher Season at Mayfair Lounge



Gentle reader, the dog days of summer are upon us. Life is torpid in the heat. Business in the city hides its face from a sun that seems a mere mile removed. But we are prepared for our perspiring poverty, and we know the practice. Tighten the belt like a sweaty Spartan! Triage the invoices! And know your neighborhood bars, my friends. For a cheap pitcher of beer and a lovely lot of locals will carry us through at the Mayfair Lounge.   


Movin' Rouge

Red Dress Run Primer



On Saturday (8.07), downtown residents will be seeing red—literally. Thousands of men and women dressed in red dresses will come jogging (mostly) through the city streets in an annual run (and drink) for charity.


Drinking Culture

A Mad Dog & an Englishman in the Midnight Sun at Chickie Wah Wah



Gentle reader, the mad blood burns as burning August drifts near. Crime spikes and tempers flare like sunspots. But let us not forget ourselves. New Orleans is a friendly and welcoming place more so than a violent one – with alcohol contributing to both, I should imagine. Let us then take this time to remember who we are, and treat a visitor to some refreshing hospitality. For nothing so salves the soul-boil of summer as a spot of good food, a cool drink, and a lively tune. And never was a venue finer for these fare than Chickie Wah Wah.


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