“Not only was Rodney the sole breadwinner for his family, but now they have a house that’s unfinished,” Noel said.
Dave Thomas brought us the drive thru. The late founder of the fast food chain Wendy’s — beyond being the charismatic face of the company up until his death — in the fledgling days of the square-pattied empire devised a way for car-loving Americans across the country to stay put and nosh ever more quickly. (In-N-Out and Jack in the Box might stake earlier claims to the innovation, but find me one of those in the only metro area that matters.) It revolutionized commerce. I can tell you from my days in a green apron, drive thru locations easily produce two to three times the revenue of locations without this 20th century gift. As such, it employs more people and creates a better tax base too. All good things, right? Except when it comes to pollution and traffic congestion, those tick up as well. Faster, reliable and more often: the American way, no? Viagara, anyone?
Ongoing water-line repairs will cause low pressure along the Freret commercial corridor Thursday evening, authorities said.
Noting a surprising lack of wine shops around the Garden District, the owners of Tujaques plan to fill that need with a new spot called Bin 428 later this fall.
Living just a few blocks from the Mississippi River, Victor Atkins is used to hearing a lot of strange bird calls at his Laurel Street home. But Monday, one particularly piercing cry caught his attention — and his wife realized it was coming from their backyard.
“He has a big voice,” Atkins said. “His screech sounds like a pteradactyl.”
A home in the Milan neighborhood caught fire Monday morning, the second blaze at the home in three days, authorities said.
The leadership of Lycée Français de la Nouvelle Orléans continued to evolve Monday night as the new school board decided to add a seventh member their predecessors had previously rejected, heard from a unified school community that no parents should be added to the board, met a new academic director and began setting concrete goals for the coming year.
Sometimes so much can turn on so little. It was June 26, 2013, around 2 a.m. Marshall Coulter, a 14-year-old boy with a history of criminal behavior, jumped the locked driveway gate of a home in Mid-City. It was the home of a family: Merritt Landry, his pregnant wife and his young child.
Within the home, a dog barked. Landry was awakened and went to see if there was an intruder. He took a pistol with him. Once outside, he reported seeing Coulter and asking him to freeze. Coulter turned around to face him and appeared to be reaching for something on his hip. Landry fired once, hitting Coulter in the head. Coulter survived, but remains in critical condition.
Given the explosion of commercial growth on Freret Street — from only a single restaurant four years ago to 14 blocks of highly-lauded cuisine, new entertainment venues and businesses ranging from a dog-groomer to a craft-cocktail lounge — concerns about gentrification should be expected. But after that heated meeting in March, the proponents and opponents literally walked away from the school building together down the sidewalk, relying on relationships and respect forged over decades to find a middle ground — suggesting that, perhaps, something is different about what’s happening on Freret.
The Krewe of Freret is launching a series of free Saturday-evening concerts at the Publiq House as an August membership drive, starting tonight (Saturday, Aug. 10) with the Street Legends Brass Band and Sarah Quintana.
Call it an act of faith, call it the “Miracle on Magazine Street,” but on Friday morning, with a procession around the block and an invocation from an archibishop, the founders of the new St. Katharine Drexel Prep made good on their promise.
“This could have been a funeral march,” said Dale Atkins. “This is not a funeral. This is not a wake. This is truly a celebration.”
This marks my 78th and final column for Uptown Messenger as Kim and I pack up and move back toward the West Coast. She was raised in the San Diego area and we feel it’s time to tighten the circle, pulling family closer and seeking new opportunities. Besides, I am long overdue for a good, no-time-schedule road trip and the adventure it brings.
In a perfect world, we would have time and money for one last, great tour of New Orleans favorite haunts and to try to get around to a few spots we haven’t yet tried. But we don’t have much of either, so such an event will have to wait until we return, which will be as often as possible.
After nearly a year of struggle and discord, Jimmy’s Music Club received permission Thursday afternoon from the New Orleans City Council to reopen in a flurry of smiles, applause, blown kisses — and a long list of operating conditions.
With a resolution in his honor and words of encouragement for his family, the New Orleans City Council pledged Thursday morning to ensure the sacrifice of Officer Rodney Thomas has a permanent place in the city’s memory.
To put our views in some kind of context, you should know that Allan started covering politics in 1963 at the old States-Item and Danae worked in her first political campaign as a 12-year-old in 1962. She grew up in Hot Springs, Arkansas and, campaign veteran that she was, was a blue chip worker in Bill Clinton’s first campaign – a race for Congress in 1974 which he lost but later won a few.
In the 1960s and early 70s, it didn’t take a sex scandal to put a candidate in trouble. Back in the day, a candidate running for the first time who had a divorce in his background was in serious trouble. Voters did not like divorces, although incumbents who had proved their electability could survive a divorce, especially if they re-married and the new wife embraced the political life and was a good campaigner.