The Cafe Project, New Orleans: Part 2: The Orange Couch

Breakfast after noon again? After spending all day in the Quarter, then a huge meal at Elizabeth’s, then ending the evening with Kermit Ruffins and the BBQ Swingers getting the dance floor moving at Vaughn’s Lounge, one needs to sleep in.

After all that we’re at The Orange Couch Coffee in the Marigny. It’s quite a different experience — considering it’s owned and operated by some California transplants, this says more about the new face of the Marigny than any of the old New Orleans style. Chic decor, ambient music, and mochi.

Misty and The Orange Counch

Or maybe not. New Orleans has always been a constant mix of cultures. The iconic wrought iron balconies in the French Quarter are actually from the time the Spanish rebuilt the city after Great Fires of 1788 and 1794. The muffuletta was made for the Sicilian farmers who ate at the Central Grocery. In the post-Katrina construction, one was likely to hear salsa or conjunto music out on the street rather than Cajun or Zydeco.

So why not have a place that serves kombucha among the shotgun houses?


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