|New Orleans: ever optimistic|
When I last left you, my adopted city was under siege by Hurricane/Jerkface Isaac. Collateral damage took out my power and internet, so I've had little to do in the interim except drink heavily, sweat in the 95-degree heat, and curse Entergy (our electricity provider). Many adventures befell me during this time, and I tried to document most of them on Twitter and in frantic/reassuring texts to my mom.
My roommate and I also snuck into the Delicious Kitchen on N. Rampart to watch our friends prep for guerrilla empanada-selling in the aftermath of the storm, when no one had power to refrigerate or cook food.
The lack of power was by far the worst part of the experience, rectified only this evening in my neighborhood. But we were able to make lemonade out of lemons - or "lemon juice solids," if you were eating MREs, but more on that later - and have a nice Clean-Your-Fridge Potluck Party with lots of creative dishes (did someone say kale & cream cheese dumplings?). You'd be surprised to find out how many different hot sauces you own until you have to completely empty your refrigerator: we have 17.
Below you will find some photographic highlights, as the power is now back on and we bid adieu to remnants of Isaac. (Sorry the layout is so wonky - Blogger makes it very difficult to edit photos & captions once you stick them in.) Missing is the snapshot we took of the beloved Mike's Grocery staff members, one of whom was guarding the store with a - I shit you not - samurai sword.
|A house collapsed on Galvez & St. Philip.|
|Poor Laura was cutting jalapeños for Empanada Intifada and came down with a mystery burn on her hands. We tried to heal her with various crap from our house but it was dark and we couldn't really see what we were making her slather all over herself. She was eventually cured, but we're not sure how.|
|Parkway PoBoy had some wind damage.|
|This fence hiding the AT&T fiber optic whatever on my block fell on my neighbor's car. When AT&T came to fix it, my neighbor flirted with the repairman so he would hook up her freezer to their generator. This was obviously not her first hurricane.|
|I think the water supply is supposed to be inside the house, but I could be wrong.|
|Train track parking on Chartres Street|
|Fallen branches & trash can on Chartres Street|
|We went foraging and found this mystery citrus.|
|Downed tree & fence on Alvar Street|
|Empanada Intifada feeds the Bywater on Friday morning.|
|Wagner's had some roof damage but was open for (limited) business.|
|They say St. Claude Ave. isn't safe, but this isn't the usual reason.|
|Y'all can prolly just pop that back in.|
|Playground hazards in the Treme|
|Busted tree in Bayou St. John|
|I've had some good times under this Bayou St. John tree.|
|We didn't need this fence in our backyard, anyway.|