September 30, 2012 |
NEW ORLEANS - The cab careened past Washington Square and onto Frenchmen Street. It was close to 10 p.m., and the neighborhood was filled with locals adorned with tattoos, piercings and lots of ragged black accessories. "The cab drivers call this 'Freak Street,'" our driver said. "Because a lot of crazy characters hang out here - guys in skirts with huge holes in their ears, that kind of thing. But we mean it in a good way. This is where all the music happens. " My Australian friend, Jordan, and I had spent the last few days finding novel ways to avoid Bourbon Street, where I had twice been accosted by drunken frat boys in flip-flops who wanted to ply me with foot-tall Hurricanes and make me listen to bad cover bands playing Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'.
September 16, 2012 |
"What's that?" Visitors often ask that in New Orleans, which is a trove of unexpected juxtapositions. Just steps off the French Quarter's raunchy Bourbon Street, for instance, is the stately Hermann-Grima House, a Federal-style brick mansion with French Louisiana balconies and galleries. Ring the doorbell. Why it's a treasure: The Hermann-Grima House, named after two early owners, is an interpretation of a wealthy New Orleanian's home between 1830 and 1860. Carpets were made on an 1830s loom; furniture is typical of the era. Each October, the house is draped in mourning for a funeral.
October 4, 2010 |
When it ended, the scene was like something out of Mardi Gras. It was a Lakers victory celebration, only a continent away. Europe doesn't have a Super Bowl, but this will do, at least until the next big soccer extravaganza. On a Monday afternoon, on a wonderful Twenty Ten course that had been turned into a giant mud pie by days of rain and now was basking in sunshine, Europe won the Ryder Cup. In a competition of golf, with an overwhelming aroma of nationalism, it had defeated the big 'ol, rich USA, which is always special for Europe.
October 1, 2006
"Does your mother know what you are doing?!" That was my reaction to the artfully unclothed young man standing just inside the Abercrombie store at South Coast Plaza ("The Ab in Abercrombie," by Jade Chang, Fall Fashion Issue, Sept. 10). I had just returned from pre-Katrina New Orleans with vivid memories of late-night prowling in the Bourbon Street gay bars. I saw the same provocative poses, the same glistening muscles, the same throbbing music. I admit, I went into the store. Sadly, I bought nothing.
December 22, 2005 |
For the first time since Hurricane Katrina, the city's Bourbon Street bars and other businesses will be allowed to stay open all night. Mayor C. Ray Nagin announced Wednesday that he was lifting the city's 2 a.m. curfew for all areas west of the Industrial Canal beginning Friday. Nagin also announced that residents would officially be allowed to stay overnight in more areas of the city deemed safe for rebuilding.
October 3, 2005 |
Bourbon Street stinks. One of the most famous addresses in the world is filled with trash after Hurricane Katrina, and the stench at some points is overwhelming. Dumpsters are filled with black plastic bags and other trash, because only now is the city beginning to collect the debris accumulating for a month in the French Quarter. Beer bottles are everywhere. The street is awash with National Guard members, police from all over the country, firefighters and volunteers.