Word: bourbon
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Booze is a huge part of French Quarter life; I hesitate to call it "culture," because the sheer number of dead-drunk people gets depressing quickly. In fact, if you want to turn yourself off liquor for good, take a slow walk down Bourbon Street on a Saturday night. You'll see everyone from stumbling frat boys to gassed grannies slurping and burping the ubiquitous hurricane - the fruity rum concoction supposedly invented in New Orleans during World War II. But if you're going to drink, I'd recommend the chocolatey, dangerously drinkable local brew called Abita Turbodog. Turbodog...
...hungry. Oysters are a well-known aphrodisiac - their stimulative properties may or may not be legit, but we figured it never hurts to try - so we decided to eat as many as humanly possible. We started with a plate of clean, raw oysters at Dickie Brennan's Bourbon House (144 Bourbon Street; 504-522-0111). Then my man discovered that you could also get oysters with caviar on top, so we ordered a half-dozen of those too, paired with a crisp, cold glass of pinot grigio. I've never enjoyed a meal more. That is, until later that evening...
...Mint Julep (Goldfinger): Four fresh sprigs of mint, 2.5-ounces of bourbon whiskey, one tablespoon of powdered sugar and two tablespoons of water. As Bond says in the film: Sour mash, but not too sweet, please...
When he comes to the door, he's in his customary Wasp regalia, a button- down cotton shirt and white suede shoes. Quantities of nicotine and bourbon have produced his voice, a liquid Southern baritone that reminds you of his friend Shelby Foote. It's a voice he dispenses in small doses. What that means is that he can stretch a sentence into next week while he deliberates on his next syllable...
...most vivid reflection of Katrina's lessons was on the streets of New Orleans. Barely a soul walked the streets last night. Even Bourbon Street's pubs were shuttered. Network television satellite trucks were perched perfectly across Jackson Square. Nearby, photographers positioned themselves in front of a Cafe du Monde that lacked both chairs and the famous beignets. Elsewhere in the city, New Orleans evacuees had put their cars on the "neutral ground," as the space between the lanes of streets is called here, hoping that might save their vehicles from flooding. Never mind that the patch of land...