Daily Archives: March 19, 2010

Cooking in the French Quarter

Ivan and I woke up around 8:30 am on March 18, 2010.  I took a shower.  We packed up our bags.  We were checking out of Hotel Le Cirque.

We put our backpacks in the car.  We started walking to the New Orleans Cooking School.  We were doing a cooking demonstration.

The class with packed with 40 people.  Our teacher was Harriet.  She’s a 68 year old French and Creole lady.  She was really funny. 


She cooked four dishes: corn and crab bisque, shrimp creole, breading pudding and pralines.  We got to eat each dish.  I will have to try to make the dishes sometime.  The food was really tasty!

Ivan and I walked around the French Market.  I bought some souvenirs for my nephews.  We walked around the French Quarter as well.  I love the colorful buildings and the Spanish balconies. 


We were a bit tired today.

We walked back to the car.  We drove to our new hotel the Lamothe House.  The hotel has parking for $15 per day.  The room turned out to be really big with a living room and an extra room with a small bed in it. 

We’ve had so much Cajun and Creole food in Louisiana that we wanted to something other than Cajun or Creole.  We searched for a restaurant that served something different in the French Quarter.  But, we couldn’t find anything.

We walked down Bourbon Street.  We walked to Frenchmen Street.  Ivan read that they have bars there that the locals go to.  We didn’t hear any good music so we walked back to the hotel. 

We watched a few episodes of The Inbetweeners.  Then, we went to sleep.


St. Patty’s Day

I woke up around noon on March 17, 2010.  Ivan usually wakes up a lot earlier than me.  I seem to require 8 hours of sleep but Ivan sleeps 6 hours.

Ivan and I left at 1:30 pm.  We waited about 30 minutes in the line for Acme Oyster House.  It’s highly rated everywhere.  We shared the seafood gumbo and the fried catfish po’ boy.  The po’boy had a lot of catfish in it.  The food was alright, but nothing to write home about.

We finally got to see some zydeco music.  It was a band on the street.  A girl was playing the washboard.  I wonder if it’s hard to play a washboard.  I want to learn!

We went to the Wharf for the Cocktail Walking Tour.  Our tour guide was named Joe.  Our first stop was Napoleon House.  Napoleon House is a very old bar.  The tour doesn’t include any drinks at all.  Joe recommended the Pimm’s Cup at this bar.  It was my first time trying it. It’s like a summery iced tea just like Joe said.

Joe told us about New Orleans.  He told us that the buildings are actually created by the Spanish.  So, the balconies are actually Spanish architecture.  Joe showed us where the first cocktail was created.  An apothecary named Antoine A. Peychaud put bitters in a French cognac for his friends.  He placed it in a coquetier (an egg cup).  The name was mispronounced and became the cocktail.

Our next stop was Antoine’s.  It’s the oldest restaurant in the USA that’s been owned by the same family.  The restaurant has many different rooms.  Many famous people have been there like presidents, Judy Garland and the Pope.  We stopped at their Hermes bar.  Ivan and I tried the Sazerac which is like the original cocktail.  It’s very thick and warms you up.

We went to The Court of Two Sisters next.  They have a beautiful area outside.  Joe told us at the beginning of the tour we would be in and out of these bars.  That’s why we got to go cups (a plastic cup to put your drinks in).  But, he got chatting to people in the group.  It would have been nice if he told stories to all of the group.  Ivan and I shared the Bayou Bash drink.  It was very good and fruity.

The last bar we stopped at was Tony Seville’s Pirate’s Alley Cafe.  It’s a bar that sells absinthe.  When absinthe was illegal in Louisiana, the bar still sold absinthe.  We got a glass of absinthe to share made with the ice cube and the fire. 


The tour was interesting but I don’t think it’s really worth the $27 per person.  It would have been nice to include at least one drink in one of the bars we stopped at.

We were trying to find the St. Patrick’s Day parade.  But, nobody really seemed to know where it was located.

We went to eat at Pere Antoine.  Ivan ordered grilled catfish and I ordered a muffaletta with no olives.  The waiter didn’t write our order down.  I hate when they do that… coz sometimes they get it wrong.  It was like 30 minutes and we were still waiting for our order.  Ivan asked our waiter (who seemed to disappear all the time) where the food was.  He said that the restaurant was short staffed since only two cooks came in.  It would have been nice to be told these before.  I was just mad that it was taking so long.

Our food finally came 45 minutes later.  My muffaletta was filled with tons of olives.  I was so freaking pissed!  I took off the olives with a knife  Ivan called the waiter over.  He was going to take it and he said Sorry.  I said No, don’t bother it’s just going to take 30 more minutes for me to get my sandwich.  I don’t recommend this restaurant for the slow service and the food was just average anyway.

We went to Bourbon Street.  It was really crowded out.  We were happy to find the St. Patty’s Day Parade.  We had thought it already ended.  There were small floats. 


There was people throwing beads from the floats.  I kept throwing my hand in the air to get some.  Then, there were guys walking who were giving out fake green & white flowers, beads and garters.  For the good things like the good beads, flowers or garters, you had to give the guy a kiss on the cheek and they kiss you on the cheek.  I kept trying to get as many beads as possible.  I think I got more beads since I’m small.  I felt so heavy since I accumulated so many beads around my neck.

People were throwing beads from the balconies.  Ivan and I kept trying get beads from the people on the balconies.  I found it challenging to get the beads.  It’s just random if they’re going to throw it at you.  One girl wanted this guy to Riverdance.  I did it instead.  How easy is that? 

We went to see Big Al Carson again at the Funky Pirate.  He’s was singing some good blues song.  He’s a really funny guy.  We walked back to the hotel.

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