
For years, advocates have pushed for selling liquor out of regular retail establishments. Last week, when the state’s House Business and Labor Committee held the latest hearing about the law, state Rep. Bill Kennemer, who is skeptical about changing the procedure, made the statement, “We just don’t want to get to be like Louisiana, where you have drive-up daiquiri shops.”
The concept of drive-through daiquiri shops was so foreign to the Oregonians that the group PolitiFact, which analyzes the veracity of politicos’ public statements, contacted Kennemer, who said he and his wife had seen them on a trip to New Orleans.
I assumed there would be no ratchetness on the Lakeview bus, but I actually came across two riding stock characters, a riding snacker and the never-before-mentioned riding rambler, who speaks loudly on the phone for the entirety of the ride, a couple who might be transient youth and suburban kids blasting rap music from their cars. Also ratchet: Bugs. Lots of them...

A new retail shop for fine wines, liquors and specialty foods has opened on the edge of the downtown area. Keife & Co. debuted around the start of August, taking over an interesting corner location at Howard and Carondelet, on the St. Charles Avenue streetcar line.
Business partners John Keife and Jim Yonkus had been planning Keife & Co. for several years while each worked in the retail and wholesale wine and specialty foods businesses.
“Our fundamental philosophy is to have wines that are good representations of their areas of origin,” says Keife. “We’re interested mainly in small producers.”
Following a successful 25 years in business, Johnny White's Sports Bar (720 Bourbon St., 524-4909; www.johnnywhitesneverclosed.com), famous for staying open during Hurricane Katrina, is closing—in true New Orleans fashion, no less.


Signs heralding its future opening appeared quite some time ago, stoking curiosity about just what Press It Bistrot & Automat would look like and how it would function. “Automat,” after all, references a type of coin-operated food dispenser, and the cheap, quick-serve eateries that used them were once a fixture of American cities, starting back in 1902 when the company Horn & Hardart opened the first in Philadelphia.
Press It Bistrot & Automat is now open in the CBD, and it does have some automation to it, though don’t expect any vintage apparatus of chromed-out, food-dispensing cubbies. Rather, this restaurant has a very contemporary look, with flat screen TVs and menu displays, a lounge-meets-coffee shop ambiance and a number of different service styles, most of which are already familiar enough.
As The Times-Picayune prepares to give way to the newly formed NOLA Media Group, employees are getting ready for individual meetings starting on Tuesday, at which the company is expected to tender a job offer ... or not. (Catch up on all our Times-Picayune coverage here.)
Some employees gathered last night at Ralph's on the Park for drinks — the Ralph Brennan Restaurant Group is offering "Save the Picayune" cocktails at each of its restaurants, with a portion of drink sales being set aside for employees who may find themselves out of a job.
Others have taken out their frustrations in a more interesting way: by decorating the paper's newsroom with pithily captioned images of Ed Asner as Lou Grant:

The captions:
• "What the hell is an 'enhanced' newspaper?"
• "What the hell is a 'robust' Web site anyway?"• "How exactly do we do more with less?"
• "Fewer ad dollars, huh? What about a paywall?"
• "A 3-day-a-week newspaper in New Orleans? When did Ted Baxter become an executive at Advance Publications?"

Parisians are obsessed with cherry tomatoes, and they're crazy for sushi. They feel guilty about sweets, yet they can justify any dessert so long as it includes salted caramel, which they find “makes indulging almost enjoyable.”
Every Parisian under age 50 wears jeans, but they consider people who wear white socks beneath contempt. And while many Parisians like to disdain Americans as being stupid, or at least without culture, these same Parisians fall into two categories: “on the one hand, people whose favorite after-work occupations consist of watching CSI, Grey’s Anatomy, or Sex and the City; on the other, people who worship Woody Allen and Philip Roth.”
“Parisian are avid consumers of American culture and at the same time are fiercely convinced that such a thing does not exist,” writes Paris native Olivier Magny, who includes all of the above observations in his book “Stuff Parisians Like: Discovering the Quoi in the Je Ne Sais Quoi.”
Magny seems to have no hang-ups about American culture. He’s especially fond of New Orleans food in general and one Southern lady in particular. That would be his fiancée, for whom this author and wine expert moved from France to New Orleans.
On Saturday, June 2, from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m., he’ll sign copies of “Stuff Parisians Like” and discuss both Parisian peculiarities and wine at Vine Dine, a wine shop/wine bar reviewed here a few weeks ago.
Now, bringing liquor into Jazzfest is illegal and frowned upon by the authorities. Unsmiling people search your bags as you enter to prevent this. And I can’t encourage or condone stupid and juvenile efforts to sneak in liquor. But, somehow, back at base camp, through inexplicable and possibly miraculous circumstances, I found myself in possession of two flasks of Banks Five Island Rum. Also — and these must have been left in my daypack from a previous event — I found a battery-powered swizzle stick, a large plastic mixing cup, and a small bottle of Bitter Truth Orange Bitters.I know. What are the odds?
As Wayne, ever the consummate host when liquor is involved, mixed rum-spiked mango freezes for his party, Springsteen, who was just a few feet away, seemed to take note:
What happened next is a matter of some conjecture among our party. Some believe he spontaneously chose to crowd-surf, or possibly he lost his balance and decided just to go with it. However, others of us are pretty certain he spotted a delicious mango and rum drink being served below, and thought to himself, “That looks pretty damn good! I wouldn’t mind one of those myself.”
What happened next is a tragedy and a lesson in being prepared. Read it at Wayne's Slow Cocktails blog.