Saturday, June 26, 2010
lunch and stuff
Today Tom and I ventured out to Mid-City to eat po'boys at Parkway Bakery and Tavern. I had the roast beef, and Tom had the fried shrimp. You gotta get your po'boys "dressed" - with lettuce, tomato, pickles, and mayo - even if you get a roast beef po'boy which is served hot and with gravy. It might sound sick and wrong to the uninitiated, but it is really very tasty.
We were able to score a bar table, had our sandwiches, an order of sweet potato fries (which were excellent) and a couple ice cold Abita Wheat beers to wash it down with.
Today is another hot day, so after we spent our $50 Living Social coupon at Cork & Bottle (also in Mid-City) on a couple beers, a bottle of wine, and a bottle of Old Tom gin, we made our way back to our side of town and I introduced Tom to the unfettered joy of a Hansen's Sno-Bliz. Today I had half cream of nectar and half (tart) satsuma, with a dollop of condensed milk. Tom had a killer combo- gingersnap (basically, just straight up ginger syrup) and cream of coconut. Also with the condensed milk of course. Hansen's has made me a believer in the awesomeness of sweetened condensed milk!
While waiting in line for a while (we were not the only people to have this brilliant idea on a hot sunny Saturday afternoon), we read the decades of articles and letters, and looked at the many many pictures taken through the years. The signs proclaiming the flavors and prices are hand lettered and quite dated looking- it all adds to the feeling that you've stepped back in time, to the sweltering summer heat of New Orleans before air conditioning.
After we ordered, to the approval of the 2 ladies behind the counter (one of whom is Ashley Hanson, daughter of the original owners, who re-opened the store post-Katrina after her parents died), we watched Ashley pour syrup on three layers of shaved ice to our specifications. It's a time honored process done with such pride and love. Clutching our newly minted ice creations, we made our way outside and sat quietly on the bench in the shade of the side of the store and ate our ice. We didn't talk much, just periodically exclaimed how great our sno-blizzes were.