Eating: Noah’s Drive-In

One of my favorite hamburger places posted this quote by Calvin Trillin on Facebook: “Anyboy who doesn’t think that the best hamburger place in the world is in his home town is a sissy.” Mr. Trillin is right. The best hamburger I ever had was from Noah’s Drive-In in Lockport.

The hamburger was just perfect. Juicy and tasty, a Noah’s hamburger was perfect in just about every way. A cheeseburger was even better because it truly forced a cohesive bond between the patty and the bread. When I got older and bigger, then it was time to have the gourmand burger. This, proving Mr. Trillin’s rule beyond a doubt, was no hamburger for sissies.

Noah’s was more than a hamburger place. Sunday after church lunch was always a special event. The broasted chicken was always delicious. My sister would be content with just the mac and cheese. After Junior High sporting events, it was a great place for a celebratory meal. The sundaes were a tradition in my house. I am sure their roast beef poboy was made with deli roast beef, yet it was the only roast beef poboy of that style that was as good as the debris poboys of New Orleans.

Not only was Mr. Noah a familiar face when you went, so was the entire family. After Mr. Noah’s tragic death, the place stayed open under different ownership, but it was not the same. It wasn’t that the food changed much, it was that the experience changed. Mr. Noah fed my family and if you are from Lockport, he probably fed yours too. That is what could never be replaced.

Rambling: March Madness

A couple of highlights on the calendar for March.

March 7: Gambit Food Revue. Cristina and I will be attending this event which highlights the food that Ian McNulty has reviewed in the last year for the paper.  Over 30 restaurants will be serving samples from their kitchens.

March 9: A Streetcar Named Desire will be screened outdoors in NOMA’s Sculpture Garden. Cristina and I both attended a screening at the Saenger Theater before Katrina. We didn’t know each other then.

March 10: Oyster Jubilee. While we can’t make it, you can head down to the Quarter and see the construction of the “Longest Oyster Po-boy”. Not sure if you get to help deconstruct it.

March 16 and 30: Starlight Racing. I’ve never actually been to the fairgrounds outside of Jazz Fest.  Any betting tips?

March 24: Hogs for the Cause. Let me get this straight: I can help children with brain cancer by eating pork? I’m in.

And of course, there is the real March Madness which will end in New Orleans this year.

Eating: A Roast Beef Po-Boy at Parasol’s

Parasol's

Parasol’s

The roast beef po-boy that I judge all other roast beef po-boy’s by comes from a small hole in the wall restaurant in Lockport called La Magazine. I’m not sure if the place still exists. This roast beef, slow cooked and shredded, made for a near perfect sandwich. After I moved up north, I haven’t found one as good — yet like everyone else it seems I’m determined to research this subject fully.

Parasol’s roast beef po-boy might be the new sandwich I judge all others by.

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