Booty’s alum Brad has his toes in practically every sustainability non-profit in town. So when he asked if any of the Booty’s team wanted to spend a morning volunteering with Global Green, we were all about it.
“Global Green USA has influenced more than $20 billion dollars for green building projects and educates millions of people about climate friendly solutions through its annual Red Carpet/Green Cars Oscars campaign. Global Green is also leading efforts to help rebuild a green New Orleans through its sustainable green village and green schools initiatives.”
Brad, Alyssa and I spent a sweaty New Orleans morning weeding and maintaining two large rain gardens in Holy Cross right along the levee of the Mississippi River. Rain gardens like these are critical cogs in the neighborhood’s water drainage system, and when they are well maintained, they can prevent flooding, as well as irrigate gardens and yards without burdening the sewerage and water system. Nice!
Kevin, Brad and Alyssa flexing serious weed-pulling muscles.
Brad is helping us to build a green roof system this summer over our prep room, and we’ve been picking his brain about solar power for a future project.
If you’re interested in volunteering with Global Green, or with the Booty’s crew on a future project, shoot us an email at email@example.com and we’ll help make it happen.
This is quite frankly unacceptable:
[box]Between hurricanes and the tornado of detritus that comes with Mardi Gras every year, Crescent City can be forgiven for having a tough time keeping up with debris. Some would say it even complements the city’s old-style but offbeat atmosphere: it’s also the No. 1 city for wild weekends, bars, and friendly locals.[/box]
No. 1 city for wild weekends, bars and friendly locals, yes. But only number 2 on the Travel+Leisure-backed America’s Dirtiest Cities list. New York City, fifth last year, took this year’s high honors.
Real talk, if your New Orleans experience is limited solely to venturing out of your French Quarter hotel room between the Friday evening/Saturday morning hours of say, 11-4, then by all means expect a filthy New Orleans experience. If they could bottle the scent of Bourbon at midnight it would be called…Trick question! It would be called urine. And there’s no way anyone would let you bottle and sell that.
But if we go ahead and define the city of New Orleans by more than just ten blocks of one street in the middle of the night each weekend, I’m sure you’ll find the Crescent City a beautiful, cleanly town. Uptown, Magazine, Marigny, and yes, our Bywater stomping grounds are all gorgeous swaths of urban living that trade out frat boy filth for historic homes and bustling shops and restaurants.
With all of that said, my papa always used to tell me that second place was just the first loser. So we’ll get you next year, New York. Count on it!