Jul 9, 2009

po-(gay?)-boys



I just got back from a lovely lunch with my friend Jenn, visiting from Detroit, where she works up in the film industry. We went to Parkway Bakery, not far from my place so she could get a French fry poboy:

Something, I guess, you can't get in Detroit. This is the closest to veganism you can find around here. I had the more mundane shrimp...or "shwimps" as they're sometimes called round here. (thanks again, Jenn!)

More interesting than the food, however, was the clientele. Sure, there were the regulars, New Orleanian folk, but a good mixture of ambiguously gay young men there too. Ambiguously gay, but very un-ambiguously non-local. Hey, I may not be able to tell if you're gay or not, but I can tell if you're from here.

Aside from the confusing ambiguity, I was even more confused as to why they seemed to congregate here of all places at lunch on a Thursday. Mysteries wrapped in an enigma, fried in lard and served on french bread.

Anyway, as I told her, I'm glad I'm not a young woman nowadays, because I just can't deal with cramps , seriously, some of these hipsterish types (as were there) are just maddeningly ambiguous, you know? Their mannerisms and dress are so hard to read that every time you think you've figured it out, it quacks like a goose.

11 comments:

mrpeenee said...

O dear lord, first home-grown figs and now shrimp poboys. YOU'RE TORTURING ME.

You ever been to Parasol's in the Irish Channel? They're excellent.

Muscato said...

Wait - there's a film industry in Detroit? That's way weirder than hipsters in a sandwich shop...

mrpeenee said...

Of course, cause of all the excellent, excellent movies set in Detroit. Movies like... uhm....

jason said...

peenee: sorry....but it's payback for that corn recipe you posted a while back...(and yep, I've been to Parasol's.)

muscato: I know...but really there is! A thriving one too...more than ours even.

ilduce said...

Oh jason I find the hipster crowd and their affected habits to be too too jejune!

nolageek said...

I also like "skrimps." :)

Silly Monkey said...

Kids these days! :)

But you're right, it's so hard to tell anymore. But I'm thinking that's a good thing. In a way.

TJB said...

Il duce, I'm with you. I cast a jaundiced, weary, cynical, aging eye at those whippersnapper hipsters. Especially when they carry that look into their 30's and beyond.

I would, however, cast a devouring and hungry eye at a French fry po' boy. Brilliant.

Silly Monkey said...

I was afraid to admit that that French Fry po' boy looked good.

Jenn said...

Aww, I love that our dining experience made it onto your blog. It is wonderful when we have these wacky moments. You forgot to mention my dad's Chloris Leachman autographed DVD too.

jason said...

oh Jenn...I *never* forget Cloris stories. That needs to be saved for a post of its own, I think, don't you?