I’ve accepted I am never going to catch up on all the travels of the past couple of plane-crazed years but I am going to try and hit some highlights and mix it up a bit… so, let’s go back to New Orleans…
Last year New Orleans was my birthday trip. Quite a few of the adventures made it onto the blog and I will return once I’ve ticked off some of the other “must see” destinations on my list. Living in Vancouver, I am spoiled by numerous amazing bartenders making classic – and original – cocktails so I have been educated in the history of the Sazerac.
The Sazerac is a very butch cocktail, supposedly the world’s first. Like any drink with such a long history, it’s not clear if all the facts are accurate but it apparently started out as a combination of Cognac and Peychaud’s Bitters with an absinthe rinse for a hint of danger 🙂
It is the official cocktail of New Orleans and one of my favourites so I sampled a few during my stay in New Orleans. My final morning in the city it was pouring rain so I decided one last Sazerac at the Sazerac Bar at the Roosevelt Hotel before the taxi to the airport was the way to go.
I had planned to get to the Roosevelt Hotel earlier but there is way too much to do in New Orleans to get to everything. You SHOULD go to the Sazerac bar though! A step back in history. If you like your cocktails manly, order a Sazerac. If you like them softer, order a Ramos Gin Fizz. Just watching the bartender properly shake it is worth the price of the cocktail! And the ingredients in the Sazerac at the Roosevelt made it far superior to any of my other experiments.
It was the perfect way to say goodbye to New Orleans… and because I was sitting at the bar sipping and chatting with the bartender at a quiet time of day I ended up in a conversation with the couple sitting next to me. The wife was fascinated that I travelled alone. They were from Texas – so I enthusiastically told them my birthday plan for 2014 was Austin! I had to suppress my grin at their reply, “Austin is NOT Texas!!!” Exactly why I was going there first 😉
I considered packing my cowboy boots but went for the dangerous punk-inspired black spike encrusted slippers instead – the right call 😉
I also brought my Glamor Trash earrings. I have been wanting to mention James. I think his earrings garner the most compliments. He makes them put of old vinyl records just to make them even cooler! I discovered his work at Dutch Alley on my way to the French Market. His work is so distinctive I recognized it at the stall in the market. I asked, “are you James?” He wanted to see what I had bought. He was so charming – and his work is so incredible – I bought a second pair 😉
So, buy some Glamor Trash earrings as your New Orleans souvenir, dress up like a lady and have a cocktail at the Sazerac Bar. You will capture a lot of the magic in that one experience – a rich history, southern hospitality and creative surprises.