It’s been a few days since we arrived in New Orleans. We’ve managed to visit a few really good coffee shops, take down a couple really good cocktails, and only found ourselves on the wrong side of one (1) hangover.
What really stands out to me is the contrast between their classic, indulgent architecture which has lasted for hundreds of years, and the hanging-on-by-a-thread damage that a lot of buildings have sustained. It sort of feels like I’m witnessing the last days of something great, though I know the people won’t let that happen.
I’ve also noticed, and this makes a lot of sense, that cold brew is very big here. Our first specialty coffee stop was Spitfire Coffee in the French Quarter. This is the big Mardi Gras, tourist-y neighborhood, so I would imagine rent is very high. Spitfire makes due with a small closet which seats four at the most. Not a problem, since you really want to be walking around this area. I don’t recall anything about their beans, but I do remember it being subtley sweet and very chocolately, something hard to accomplish with anything but a true cold-brew process. The barista working had a lot of good suggestions when it came to specialty coffee, and was legitimately excited to tell us about his favorite spots.
For the rest of the afternoon, we slowly made our way across town into the Garden District. We stopped in a few bars and a few parks along the way. Most notably, a writer-themed bar called Backspace and Louis Armstrong park,
The Garden District, as you may imagine, was lovely. It is on the other side of town from the French Quarter, and as such, much cleaner, and much more relaxed. Now by cleaner, what I mean is that there is less trash strewn about and the houses appear newer and in better condition. That doesn’t mean it lacks things like residential chickens, because it most certainly has those.
Our coffee stops in the Garden District included Cherry Coffee Roasters, and Mojo coffeehouse. Both pulled really nice espresso blends, and offered many single-origin beans to take home. Mojo was pretty busy when we went, but the barista serving us was quite pleasant and… possibly Australian. We spent more time at Cherry, taking a bit of a break from all of the walking. It was much less busy here, and we had the opportunity to chat with the only barista working that afternoon. She suggested we check out the Bywater and 9th Ward neighborhoods for their waterfront parks and generally artsy-ness.
We spent the whole day out, and saw a lot of street performers along the way. Two highlights; a band called Holy Locust (they are on Spotify) and this group of brass players on Frenchmen street.
FYI, the first beans being sent out for the March coffee club have been picked, and they are from Mojo. I am really looking forward to sharing these with y’all. If you’d like to try some, join the club over on Patreon.