The Kosher Corvid goes Cajun, Apparently

So, it’s been a while. Months and months. See, I’ve been traveling. A quick jaunt to Missouri for a wedding. A preliminary saunter to Louisiana to look at apartments. A trip (and fall) to New York to hang out with my sister (who canceled) and some very old friends (who did not). The official word came somewhere in all of this: Mr. Blackbird’s entire lab was transferring to New Orleans. We suddenly had to pack, break our lease, find a new one, no really, actually pack things in boxes, see friends in Dallas almost daily because all too soon they won’t be local, oh dear God we’re moving in three days why is nothing packed?

I almost bought this book back in Dallas, but they’re plopping an alligator into the gumbo right on the cover. That ain’t kosher!

So, that was fun. We made it, driving through nonstop rain on Rosh Hashanah. Almost everything is unpacked, though in this smaller apartment I don’t know where to set up to take pictures yet. The kitchen is stocked and I’m ready to get back to the blog.

So far, the most interesting thing about New Orleans appears to be…everything. We live within walking distance of a drive through daiquiri place and an OTB parlor. Mr. B worried that this might mean we’re in a bad part of town, at first. Then he realized that every part of town is like that. The city has so much personality, and I’m excited to start digging into it. But the biggest culture shock so far has been this.

That’s moonshine. Corn whiskey in a mason jar. I picked it up at the grocery store. Now, maybe that’s not a big deal to some folks, but back in Texas if you want liquor, you’ve got to go to the liquor store. It won’t be open anytime convenient (and definitely not on Sundays) and it’ll be down in Dallas county because the cities you live and work in are semi-dry. The liquor store most certainly won’t carry apple pie flavored moonshine in a mason jar. And as whiskey is my only real vice, I just about started dancing in the aisles when I saw this in the grocery store. Next to the blueberry, cherry, and rhubarb moonshine. A few steps away from the sweet tea vodka. Now, if you notice the half-empty bottle mason jar and realize that I’ve lived here less than two weeks… well, in my defense, I was sick as can be for the first five days or so and a few hot toddies do wonders for a sore throat. Also, yum.

Plus, baking! I love baking with liquor, and liquor that tastes like apple pie is just begging to be made into apple-filled desserts. Bread pudding with apples and cranberries. Apple pie blondies. Maybe a shot or two while the blondies are in the oven. Guys, this moonshine is delicious.

I really did make apple pie and moonshine blondies. Once we get back from this next holy-Moses-this-had-better-be-the-last-trip-for-awhile weekend back in Dallas, I’ll even give y’all a recipe.

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  1. #1 by Lynda Kayes on September 28, 2012 - 8:33 AM

    Hysterical, no actually you were for awhile there, way too much stuff all in so little time! But, you did all that and more and did it well. Moonshine ?? I never would have thought! Have fun at the wedding and sit down and catch your breath when you get back. You have some of the best food on the planet in your backyard, eat, drink (but not too much) and have fun in your new neighborhood.
    Love you

    • #2 by koshercorvid on September 28, 2012 - 10:39 AM

      Technically it isn’t moonshine, since technically moonshine is illegal homemade whiskey. But it is unoaked corn whiskey (the color comes from the apples, not a barrel), so it has none of that woody bitterness. Basically it’s alcoholic liquid pie. But don’t worry. I am moderate even with regular apple pie, likewise with this stuff.

  2. #3 by Bill Daniel on September 30, 2012 - 11:31 AM

    Love the blog…never had gator in gumbo…but “chomp chomp”, Amos Moses…gotta love the “supermarket moonshine”…flavored even!! Went with my Dad in Arkansas to buy moonshine…drank spring water out of hollowed out cypress stump! I digress…keep up the good work. We miss you and as Justin Wilson used to say, “Also, too”!!!

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