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We started Dirty Coast with one small simple sticker that has since been printed and distributed across the country to the count of 150,000. But we wanted to ask you, the local, the curious, the displaced, what it means to “be a new orleanian?” Is it a state of mind? A zip code?
Share with us in the comments below your definition of what it means to Be a New Orleanian.
The best entry will be given a 250.00 Dirty Coast Gift Certificate (25 10.00 gift cards) and a grab bag full of NOLA and Louisiana goodness.
We will track your entries and then choose a winner on Lundi Gras (Feb. 19th).
Whatcha think?
Being a New Orleanian means not taking life too seriously, dancing like crazy every chance you get, not being freaked out when you sh*t glitter after Mardi Gras, feeling ok about calling your 80 year old neighbor “Baby”, trick-or-treating with your kids in full costume and a glass of red wine in hand, being proud to say you are part of organizations with names like the “Pussy Footers” or “Camel Toe Steppers”, second lining on Sundays, eating beans and rice on Mondays, having 4 martini lunches on Fridays, but most of all being a New Orleanian means loving life and not being afraid to enjoy every damn minute!
Marigny
Being a New Orleanian is about guarded optimism. True New Orleans natives are consciously or subconciously aware that things can change, for better or worse. Our optimism leads us to believe that the bad things can get better and our deep seeded skepticism keeps us aware that good things can go bad.
Essentially, New Orleanians, while passing strangers or neighbors, can look them in the eyes and exchange nods that communicate more than just a hello, but also a unspoken agreement that we’re in this together.
david c.
Being a New Orleanian is to be the only one on the dance floor at a Yankee wedding with a glass of wine in hand!
yamama
there is a uniqueness about new orleans and it is seen in the souls of the people who live there. the city never leaves you and if you leave new orleans you feel a special bond with people who left there too. there’s no place like new orleans… the way the branches of the oak trees form a canopy over st charles avenue. the sounds of the horses clopping around jackson square, the unexpected trumpet blaring through echoing crowds of laughter on bourbon street. strolling down any street in new orlenans will bring you some sort of magical encounter. being a new orleanian means still having beignets even though you wore your black t-shirt. it’s about defending our great city NO MATTER WHAT. to sum it up… being a new orleanian is having unconditional love for the city.
from the dirty smells to the spicy cuisine,
you love it all because it is New Orleans.
My otherwise sticker-less rear window has featured the Dirty Coast sticker “Be a New Orleanian, Wherever You Are” for six months now. Knowing any New Orleanian, especially the ones I know, means having a glimpse at what it is to be a part of that complex and wonderfully dynamic city. It is both a state of mind and in many ways, an art. Keeping the jubilant soul and fervent heart of New Orleans beating after months of turmoil and rebirth has been something well worth witnessing. True New Orleanian blood is purple, green, yellow, mixed in a spicy gumbo roux. It seems to be flowing well right about now. But I’m just a yankee; I can only hear the heart of New Orleans beating from way up here in tropical Connecticut.
Maybe, just maybe, people who hear it are the “wherever you are” part of the sticker…
Brooks
Being a new orleanian wherever you are means always finding the strange and interesting no matter where you are and taking the nawlin’s sense of a good time and blowing it up. It means looking forward to your next trip to new orleans when you are already on a trip to new orleans. It means sharing your laissez faire attitude with others outside of new orleans that may be able to understand, living everyday with brass bands in your head, and adopting the plastic cup so you can drink on the streets. Make everyday a mardis gras even if wherever you are doesn’t understand, someone will. It means being a proud saints fan b/c every year is our year. Don’t worry, you’ll be home soon…
Jay
It’s hard to sum into words what exactly it means to be a New Orleanian. It means no matter how many English classes you take in your life, you still ask someone ‘Where y’at?’. Being a New Orleanian means you make groceries and stay by someones house when you have the time. It means screaming WHO DAT at the TV on Sundays. It means not having Easter break but Mardi Gras holidays. You get frustrated when someone up north doesn’t understand what neutral ground is. It’s a streetcar,not a trolly and you ride the green one uptown and the red one downtown. There’s nothing better than a Buds Broiler burger and a Plum Street or Hansens snowball. It means you like your sandwhiches dressed. It means having red beans on mondays at school and king cake on Fridays during Mardi Gras. You know no other city really has ’ Cajun’ food. If your dad has ever made you a ladder seat to sit in at the parades. At dinner you drink from cups you cought at parades. You find yourself singing Rosenbergs, Rosenbergs..1825 Tulane. It means smelling coffee while you’re driving over the highrise. Just because it’s December doesn’t mean it’s going to be cold out. It means saving all your old newspapers for tablecloths at the crawfish boil your neighbors having. It means going to Slam ‘N Jam, Battle of the Birds, Rummel/Chappel Challenge or any other high school event. Being a New Orleanian means that when you go out of town for only even a few days,nothing feels better than flying into Armstrong international,even though it sucks. It means you’re not afraid of what people think because you’re a New Orleanian. You’re crazy,silly,dance when there’s no music,sing just cause, and laugh all the time. New Orleans makes the finest.
Sorry, I spelled Chapelle wrong! :D
Lauren
“Be a New Orleanian wherever you are” means your friends at the office want to know when your Mama is going to send you the next King Cake. It means wearing your Saints jersey and Mardi Gras beads to every class you teach the day after a Saints victory. It means stepping up and correcting every loud-mouthed know-nothing spewing ignorance about your birthplace wherever you run into them. It means that your Catholic parish has put you in charge of the music for the local version of Mardi Gras. It means when Cowboy Mouth comes to town you can update some of the band members about mutual grade/high school buddies. It means that that there will be muffalettas, beignets and Abita Restoration Ale for at least one Playoff Party in Charleston, SC. It means that you wished exams were over earlier so can finally make both weekends of Jazz Fest. It means that no matter where you are living, you bring a part of New Orleans with you.
Ich bin ein New Orleanian…
It’s an old recipe passed down from grand-mama… It’s the words that no one uses in the rest of the country. It’s a pinch of food we can’t stop eating and “bam” of a week where the world stops. It’s a ounce of music that is pervasive and a pound of our neighbors on the front porch. It’s about pride and dash of insanity- we take pride that we’re an island.
It’s like a aged gouda, that with age comes the real beauty of the city.
And everything is stewed in 98-degree weather and 99% humidity with a glass of sweet tea/a 40 in hand. Scoop it up and share it with your neighbors (hi, Ms Doris!)...
‘Cause in the end, it’s about the people and sharing we do with the people we love. Metairie doesn’t have the porches we do.
Eat real good food with gusto and no guilt. Drink real good booze responsibly and rarely to excess. Smile and laugh as much as possible. Have friends all over the world, even if you’ve just met them. Give money to good causes. Adore animals and kids. Buy drinks for strangers. Find the beauty in things that are imperfect, impermanent or incomplete. See the beauty of things modest, humble and unconventional. Be pleasant when you feel shitty. Be calm when you feel rage and despair. Share everything you own and everything you are…and then MAYBE you are a real New Orleanian wherever you are.
Mary Z.
Being a New Orleanian is realizing how unique New Orleans is when you travel or live in other parts of the country. From language to hospitality, New Orleanians say it and do it better. In fact, we not only say what we feel on everything from politics to cuisine, we genuinely want to listen to the reply, however extended or non sequitur it is, when we ask someone, Where Yat? The simple act of acknowledging one another is an infrequent practice in other cities, or maybe its just greater in New Orleans because we all know one another from high school already.
Whenever I meet someone new, within ten minutes of conversation they know that I am from New Orleans. I couldnt care less about sharing with them what I do for a living or where I last vacationed, all I want to do is prove to them how life here, more than anywhere else, is lived to its fullest. I regale them with stories of my making Mardi Gras costumes in December when everyone else is wrapping presents. I lure them to visit by letting them know that no matter what, they can expect waves hello from Becky Allen on Decatur Street and red beans and rice on every menu on Mondays. What other city can guarantee such entertainment and nourishment?
Perhaps thats why so many have already responded to this promptwe all know whats it like to be a New Orleanian but we often dont get a chance to explain it to one another.
Being a New Orleanian means Saints in the playoffs!! Who Dat!
OrleansAg
New Orleanians call their parents’ friends Mr. Tommy and Ms. Courtney. New Orleanians dance when the bands pass during Mardi Gras and catch beads from the floats. New Orleanians know their neighbors and their neighborhoods. New Orleanians talk too loud, eat too much, and don’t apologize for it. New Orleanians don’t necessarily believe in voodoo but they respect its power. New Orleanians pray and party with large crowds. New Orleanians watch out for each other. New Orleanians know that life and death are both cause for celebration.
New Orleanianism: part religion, part tribe, part small, harlequin, Caribbean, funk-rockin island nationality. And the city is our palace of worship. We love you dirty, dirty. We love you broken and beat up. We love you at Mardi Gras; we love you at French Quarter and Jazz Fests; and we even (and only a mama could) love you in August. Most of all, we love our familynot just those we count our relatives by blood, but the great New Orleanian spiritual family, our harlequin tribe of descendants Native American, French and Spanish, African, Acadian, Caribbean, Anglo-American, Irish, Italian, German, Greek and Vietnamese in heritage; and of all the wanderers who have found their way here from anywhere less soulful and then never wanted to leave; these people for whom life means: venerate the unconventional, honor the sacredthe citys broken perfection, its imagination and graceand create the life that you believe in, instead of accepting a life that is already therefor that is, after all, New Orleansa land of make-believe. May we keep believing. May we keep being New Orleanian, no matter where we live.
Even though I’m originally from Baton Rouge and I live in Omaha, I think I have an answer for you:
Being a New Orleanian means loving with panache.
it is so much more than all this silly second line and mardi gras crap. that is a commodity that we used to sell to the tourists and now there is a whole generation of transplants who bought into that crap and came here to play native.
New Orleans is Pirates and Absinth and rebellion and literature and libertines. It is art and artists and mad geniuses locked up in Charity Hospital. New Orleans has been around a lot longer than Jazz and Jazz Fest and karaoke bars and it will still be there long after all that nonsense is gone.
thomas
Laundry at Buddha Belly, coffee at Rues, parading from noon until midnight on St. Charles during Mardi Gras, being a true Saints fan not just this year, draft at The Bulldog, but more than all of that being a New Orleanian is an attitude and keeping your faith in this great city when things are looking their worst. Its knowing that moving away is NEVER an option because this is where your home is and more importantly this is where your heart is!
One Love New Orleans!
Being a New Orleanian to me is a state of mind. It’s a sense of pride that you carry with you no matter where you are. It’s laughing at someone in New York City when they ask if you were from there.. and saying “No, are you kidding me?? I’m from New Orleans!” It’s proudly wearing a fleur-de-lis. It’s finally saying that this may actually be our year! And even if it’s not.. still be proud of our boys in Black and Gold!
With everything we have all gone through this past year, being a New Orleanian means that you have faith. You believe in your parish/ city.. where ever you may live, be it St Bernard, New Orleans, the Westbank or Metairie. You are proud of where you are from. And you are not afraid to say it.
Chrissy
A true New Orleanian knows what it means to miss New Orleans and cant wait to get back. We know there is no other city like our lady.
A month was far too long to be gone, but we knew we would be back in mama’s arms. It may not be the same, but we love her unconditionally and always will.
We never let anyone tell us that New Orleans is not important or not needed. We will stand and fight for our city no matter the odds.
We take the good with the bad, but remember the good.
We take the time for our fellow citizen, because we are all in it for the common good of our city.
Vive la Nouvelle Orleans now and forever.
Music, good food, and great times are hallmarks of New Orleans.
And I’m not just talking any old music, or any food, or any good time that tickles the memory banks. I’m talking music from a marching band, or a brass band, music you hear while you’re munching on a Moon Pie you just caught off a float. There you are, surrounded by your friends, your family, and your neighbors, whose parade-watching spots have been held down, in some cases, for several generations. Here comes that wild sparkling float…you yell like mad for beads because you’ve caught the fever. In the end, however, you’re just as likely to pass some of your loot off to the kids nearby, and in the process, you are passing on great times to the next generation.
Here’s hoping New Orleanians, wherever they are, will continue to whoop it up and pass it on.
Being a true New Orleanian means being open to everything. Open doors. Open arms. And open bars.
Eric S.
Finally giving the finger to your sorry ass government?
I was recently reading the book “Inventing New Orleans” by Lafcadio Hearn and came across the quote, which sums of my beliefs on being from New Orleans:
“New Orleans represents heart over intellect, spontaneity over calculation, instinct over reason, music over the word, forgiveness over judgment, impermanence over permanence and community over the isolated and alienated individual.”
I think that the best way to “Be a New Orleanian Wherever You Are” is to live your life this way everyday. This is why we are such a unique city with such amazing people and presence in society. Being from New Orleans is special. It is so much more than a place; it is a definition of character and a way of being. And I will never be any other way.
Jena H. Casbon
Being a New Orleanian means having, appreciating, and spreading lagniappe in your life.
Clay
Be a New Orleanian Wherever You are
How I love that shirt and I wear it proudly wherever I go. From New York, New York to Los Angeles, California, I always get stopped by the curious, the fascinated and the impressed. I maybe a thousand miles from home but I’m never far from who I am – A New Orleanian and as for the curious, fascinating and impressive people I meet, I’d always say, “Come home with me, you would fit right in New Orleans!”
John Datri
Wait,
Didn’t Kermit already win this contest…...twice?
Big Healthy
Being a New Orleanian means understanding what someone means when they ask you: “How’s ya mama an thems!”?
Shannon
Oh my New Orleans, city of my family for generations untold. When i first moved away i couldn’t sleep for weeks, tortured by the lack of the rolling-swish-hiss sound the st charles streetcar made outside my window, the slightly burned smell left lingering in the air as the car continues down the line. Coffee with chicory and the feeling of the humidity condensing on my skin. Slow motion of the barges and tugs at the riverbend as i lay waiting for nothing. In my dreams i sometimes walk down magazine or royal, decatur, broadway and wake with great displeasure to find i am far away from home. if i close my eyes in stillness i can smell the french quarter, the river; see the oaks bending to rip the concrete from the sidewalks, the faces of the people i passed every day walking tallulah bankhead the bulldog in audubon park. the cries of the caged howler monkeys and the buzz of mosquitoes echo in my ears and all of a sudden in my mind i am 5 years old again, running through the zoo with my brother, our grandmother in her ever-present heels and dress laughing with us. the last time i saw her alive, lunch at delmonico or someplace, she wore keds sneakers and i knew she was dying. the levee where i fell in and out of love for the umpteenth time is shattered as is a part of my heart.
i can’t wait for jazz fest. i’m coming home to you again.
jessica
Being a New Orleanian means you recognize that the city is not merely a place to live, but a living, breathing being. Some days you don’t even want to look at her because she depresses you so much with her dirt, crime, poverty and decay. Then something wonderful will happen and you’ll remember why you love her again. Maybe it’s as simple as rain in April, an old man helping an old woman onto the streetcar, or the sound of a barge on the river, but it brings the good things about New Orleans back to you. No matter how you feel about her right nowI think being a New Orleanian means even though she can’t ask for help, you are ready to give it.
Alisha
Being a New Orleanian means that you live in New Orleans. It is experiencing the culture on every level, the arts, the music, the food and the people. It doesn’t matter if you live uptown or in the lower 9th, as long as you participate in the spirit that is New Orleans. New Orleans established itself through our port as a cultural breeding ground. New Orleanians come from every corner of the world to live in New Orleans to help create a stronger New Orleans and just to enjoy the food that the cajuns, creoles, french, spanish, italians, and irish have fused together. New Orleans is Fusion. But being a New Orleanian is living in and giving back to this special crescent in the river we all call home.
patricia
To be New Orleanian is not to say that you are from New Orleans are even Louisiana in general. It is to love the city to the extent that you feel it is your home, even when it isnt. New Orleans becomes that place that magic happens and life is lived to the fullest. From the Mardi Gras colors to the thick southern accent, a black and gold Fleur de Lis to the jazz music coming from a doorway, all of it signifies New Orleans. And these things help make one a New Orleanian in show. But in the spirit, the mind, and the heart, being New Orleanian means having the hope and belief that things will get better when they are bad and the idea that there is no where on earth better than the Big Easy. It’s bringing the southern culture and hospitality and showing those that dont know what it’s all about in places where it is not prevelant.
To be New Orleanian is not to say that you are a native, but to bring the spirit of the South and all that it represents to others from a place that exudes it in everything that is present.
Elizabeth
Things change and they stay the same.
Good times roll.
Storms and tourists roll through.
Politicians roll over.
While we go on, forgotten by care.
It is what it is.
Some won’t understand or know what it means.
It is unspoken. Indefinable.
There’s no need to explain it.
When you see it, you know it.
When you know it, it’s for true.
Kirby
Ellis Marsalis said, “In other places, culture comes from on high. In New Orleans it bubbles up from the street.” New Orleans is all about the Street – the rhythms, the sounds, the smells, the holes, the funk. All of New Orleans Indians, Jazz, funk, food, attitude bubbles up from the Street. This simple fact is why New Orleans represents the ultimate triumph of the visceral over the mental, the sensual over the rational, the body over the mind, the carnal over the moral.
Being a New Orleanian means you get it. You get the Street. No matter where you at. Yeah you right. Be a New Orleanian.
tim
I am a New Orleanian.
I wasn’t born there. Since Katrina, I don’t live there in anything but spirit.
But I preach the Gospel of New Orleans.
That’s being a New Orleanian.
Like many of we displaced, I like to think I took some New Orleans with me. The attitude. The mindset. The certain je ne sais quoi that I’m continually boiling down to a lifestyle and an art. Live like this, people, and we can all be New Orleans. For five minutes. For an afternoon. It’s addictive. The yoke is Big Easy, and the burden light.
It’s an essentially simple philosophy – What Would New Orleans Do? More importantly, what wouldn’t we do, if the mood was right and the music was loud?
Being a New Orleanian is actively creating a nimbus of New Orleans everywhere one goes. In a city where no one knows their neighbors, I’ve had drinks with all of mine – I picked an apartment based on the feasibility of hospitality and house parties. I’ve given both in ample qualities, because hey, that’s what New Orleans would do. My local bar is now filled with Saints fans who’ve never set foot in the city, because fair-weather or no, on game day I’ll take allcomers, because New Orleans has and always will. New Orleans should be contagious, and I want to be Patient Zero – I want to cause a New Orleans epidemic. I want it to spread like warm butter on a hot biscuit on a hotter day; I want it to get on your fingers, so you can leave crescent shaped finger prints on everything and everyone you touch. You may ruin some clothes, but you’ll free minds.
People’s souls getting hot and sticky, a little bit drunk and a lot bit happy. That’s New Orleans. And it can happen anywhere.
Alysha
Any announcement of the winner yet?
NOLA
Identifiable Existence….........Dawlin!
AS
To be a new orleanian means your not like anyone else. We are a rare breed, there is no other people as carefree and welcoming as new orleanians. We are unique just like our city.
Emily
Not having to tell someone a “coldrink” IS a soda!
Knowing everyone on your block and what they made for dinner !!
Not being looked at strange for starting a conversation with a stranger like I ‘ve known them for years….....
I thank GOD for being from this City. I think he made it my birth place cause he knew I’d love it .Brittany
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I’m sitting here at my computer in Plantation, FL crying. I’m crying because I really miss living in my home town. It’s hard to sit here, read NOLA.com and feel like you’re at home. When you have been away as long as I have, you tend to miss the little things. Like driving over I-10 where Airline Drive becomes Tulane Avenue and you see the Crystal sign all light up in it’s beauty at night.
You miss being able to drive through a New Orleans Original Daiquiris, grab a 190 Octane and ride out to ya boy’s place in Kenner. You miss being able to drive down Magazine Street and remember when the Whole Foods Market used to be the RTA’s bus barn. You miss being able to go to the cemetery and see your grandparent’s crypt.
You miss being able get up outta bed on a Sunday morning and getting dressed for your big day of hanging out in the Quarter. You miss being able to turn on the tv and see the reassuring faces of Dennis Woltering, Angela Hill, Norman Robinson, Meg Orr, and others when the weather gets bad or there’s something important going on. You miss being able to talk trash to LSU and UNO fans. You miss being able to wake up on Fat Tuesday and decide if you’re going to watch the parades on tv or actually get your hung over ass outta bed and go to the parades.
You miss being able to listen to Bobby Hebert and dem on the Big 870 all day on every Sunday in the fall. You miss being able to get something that is blackened and not burned. You miss being able to get your po-boy dressed and not have someone ask you what the hell you’re talking about.
You miss being able to get dressed and go out at 11 pm and not leave the bar at 11 pm to go home for the night. You miss not being able to see the St. Partick’s Day parade on the Sunday before that starts a block from your home.
Most importantly, you miss not being able to see you mom ‘n dem every day. I miss New Orleans EVERY day. What does it mean to me to be a New Orleanian? It means never forgetting where you came from and always remembering that no matter what happens in your life, you always have a place to go back to. Even if it was under water!
Steve Smith
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You miss being able to get dressed and go out at 11 pm and not leave the bar at 11 pm to go home for the night. You miss not being able to see the St. Particks Day parade on the Sunday before that starts a block from your home.
We started Dirty Coast with one small simple sticker that has since been printed and distributed across the country to the count of 150,000
You miss being able to get your po-boy dressed and not have someone ask you what the hell youre talking about.
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I’d say it’s a state of mind. To me, it’s an acceptance of the “real-ness” that is New Orleans. It’s not just about having lived there. It’s about understanding what it is just to be a part of it all.
Todd Hammersmith