While I’ve been biting the bullet and concentrating seriously on a potential future abode, sometimes I accidentally come across a property that I simply can’t help getting randy over. I mean, some homes are just so sexy, so alluring, that they can seduce with seemingly-innocent words like “guest house” and “courtyard.” This just happened to be one of those times…
Located smack in the middle of the French Quarter, this Creole cottage looks harmless enough from the street, but inside it’s a whole other world. Built c. 1825, this house boasts high ceilings, hardwood floors, French doors, a huge courtyard and garden, an in-ground swimming pool, a three-bedroom guest house, an elevator, a kitchen featuring custom-built cypress-wood cabinets and working fireplaces (if you know the fiery history of the French Quarter, then you’ll know how rare it is to have working fireplaces).
Although some of the decor is tacky, I’ve never been a fan of floral wallpaper and fabric shower curtains, the house is a stunning example of the gorgeous properties to be had right inside the Vieux Carre. Yes, I admit it’s only a block from raucous Bourbon Street, but I bet you three million dollars, when you are inside that courtyard, it’s like you’re in another world.
Listed for only $2,995,000, this awesome house will probably be snapped up by some wealthy CEO or movie star. Still, I can’t help wishing it was me….
The first apartment I looked at when I was planning my move to New Orleans was on Burgundy Street in the French Quarter. Local realtor Maurice Guillot met my mother and I in front of the “garçonnière” we wanted to look at and took no time correcting our pronunciations. “Baby, if you’re going to live down here, you’ve got to say ‘bur-GUN-dee.'” Now, 10 years later, I’ve been saying it that way for so long, I forgot how I said it before. Anyhow, there’s a new Creole cottage for sale on Burgundy (bur-GUN-dee) Street that I certainly can’t afford now, nor could I afford it them…but I sure wish I could.
This gorgeous 1830’s cottage may not look like much from the front, but it’s a three bedroom, two and a half bath beauty with about 2700 square feet of living space. The house features a gourmet kitchen, 18th century chandeliers, high ceilings, hardwood floors and even has the original ceiling medallions and fireplace mantles intact. In the back, a spacious brick courtyard separates the main house from the slave quarters which have been remodeled into a two story guest house with its very own kitchen.
Other than being located in the historic French Quarter, this gorgeous house is less than a block from the Cabrini Playground, an officially unofficial dog park that Pippin (my sweet shih-tzu) absolutely loves. Only wish I could swing the asking price of $1,595,000.
As it often goes, names can get stuck in one’s memory and never quite leave. Many years ago when cruising around New Orleans, searching about for houses on sale, my friend Shalom and I happened upon an affordable listing on Kerlerec Street. We giggled while trying to form this unique name in our mouths and then proceeded to get lost trying to find this funkiest of funky streets. Unlike many of the streets nearby, Kerlerec is a 12 block stretch that begins at N. Galvez only to dead end at Dauphine Street. Apparently, this road has been around since the late 1700’s and was named after Louis Belcourt, Chevalier de Kerlerec, who was the governor of Louisiana from 1753 to 1763.
Regardless, I have never forgotten this particular road and when I saw a listing for this gorgeous house at 1216 Kerlerec Street, I simply had to share. This little beauty is a Creole cottage built sometime in the 1830’s, a preserved property that received a historic landmark commission award. The entire house was redone in 2006 to include modern upgrades, but it still includes a lot of original architectural features like French doors, hardwood floors, high ceilings and exposed brick fireplaces. There are four bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, fabulous claw foot tubs, an elegant kitchen and a cute little patio out back.
Other than the obvious charm, this house is located only a block from the French Quarter! So, if all of you “out-of-towners” help me buy it, I promise to offer you a place to crash when you come to visit! The house is listed at a mere $479,000…whaddaya say?
When you live in the Bay Area, finding enclosed dog parks is as easy as meeting blonde girls who say “hella” and dirty vagrants on Haight Street selling bunk acid from their left shoe. The suburbs are literally rife with pre-fab, astro-turfed dog “havens” where anal owners strictly patrol and enforce poop protocol and God forbid you bring your small-breed dog to the “big” dog side of the fence. As much as I hate these places, Pippin (my shih-tzu) loves them and since he is such a reckless, “will-run-into-traffic-regardless-of-how-much-his-owner-yells-at-him” kind of dog (read untrained), having that enclosed, safe environment is a balm to my frazzled nerves when letting him off the leash.
After my first few months in New Orleans, Pippin was yearning for another doggie safe haven and I had no idea where to take him. Searching online, I discovered that a lot of owners used Cabrini Playground in the French Quarter for this exact purpose. Well, we went and we both loved it! There was lots of grass and trees, places for humans to sit and laid-back owners. I found out later that technically, that park isn’t supposed to be used for dogs, but as far as I could tell, no one else was using it…
Anyhow, to make a long story short (too late!), when I was looking for my house of the week, I found this incredible Creole cottage that just happens to be right across the street from Cabrini. This early 1800’s home is complete with the original, two-story slave quarters in back, a gorgeous courtyard, original Cypress-wood floors, lots of exposed brick, French doors, transom windows and high ceilings. There are six bedrooms, four bathrooms and 3800 square feet of living space. I really, really, really love this house, but at $1,150,000 — it’s just a tad out of my price range.
Remember last week’s post, when I found the perfect, parade-friendly house? Well, this week I’m going to “kick it up a notch.” Though I would love, love, love to live in the French Quarter, the last street in the city I would want to live on is Bourbon Street. I know all you visitors out there just can’t seem to get enough of the blaring pop music, barkers, flashing lights, karaoke, go-cups, flashing and strip bars, but as much as I adore this wonderful city, I detest Bourbon Street in almost equal measure. I would rather live in suburbia out in Kenner then on Bourbon and if you know me, that is really saying a lot.
Keeping all of this in mind, if I had to buy a home on Bourbon Street, it would definitely be a place like this Creole cottage near the corner of St. Phillip. At the “quieter” end of the infamous street, this house was built in 1820 and (unlike a lot in the Quarter) is set back from the sidewalk and has a nice, big hedge offering a bit of privacy. It’s a stunning property with all the good stuff; original wood floors and moldings, high ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows and plantation shutters. Interestingly enough, the house is actually split into two separate apartments with a total of five bedrooms, five bathrooms, lush brick courtyards, breakfast nook and a rec room!
Though, as I mentioned before, the house isn’t surrounded by strip bars and flashing lights, Lafitte’s Blacksmith Shop is right next door. It is said to be the oldest continually occupied bar (since 1772) in the United States and possibly one of the hideouts of famed pirate Jean Lafitte, the scallywag that helped General Andrew Jackson defend New Orleans against the British in 1815. Who knows? Maybe he hung out next door, too? Perhaps there’s a hidden stash of Spanish galleons in some secret, underground cavern? I’d certainly need a great cache of gold to buy this beauty listed at $1,600,000.00.
Living in the French Quarter was a dream I had when I first headed down to New Orleans. The historic aspect of this town was a huge attraction to me after all and the Vieux Carre IS history. You won’t find an older neighborhood anywhere else in the United States. There are a ton of homes with iron-wrought wrapped balconies and gorgeous gingerbread-like trim, but there are also a few places that look like they just might collapse in the next big tropical storm.
I’m about to show you how deceiving those tumble-down facades actually are…
For example, check out this particular abode on Dauphine Street. It’s an ancient-looking Creole cottage that was built way back in 1911. The shutters are old with rusty iron hinges, keeping the interior hidden from the general public walking by. The plaster looks worn, beaten by a century of adverse weather, disrespectful tourists and even a civil war. Now take a look inside. You tell me, is this house worth $675,000? It’s like Mama always said, “You can never judge a book by its cover!”
Located in the Irish Channel only a few blocks away from Magazine Street is this cute Creole Cottage double that’s selling for $215,000. Like my other “dream houses,” this cottage is a classic, built a century ago in 1911 and features gorgeous, dark hardwood floors, architectural details and high ceilings. It is a double, so I could rent out one side and live in the other, plus it has a humongous back yard. Each unit has it’s own, separate back porch for privacy, or if we end up getting along, the rest of the yard would be perfect for crawfish boils, barbecues…you name it.
My only real issue with this particular property is that the listing states it has a total of three bedrooms. What does that mean? One and a half bedrooms per apartment? What actually constitutes a half of a bedroom? Plus, it also says there are three full bathrooms. So perhaps one side has two bedrooms with two baths and the other had one bedroom and one bath? It’s all really quite odd. At any rate, it’s a really cute house at a pretty decent price for the area. Perhaps I could deal with the halved bedroom just long enough to remodel the whole house into one unit? Sheesh, there I go again! Dream on girl!