THINGS I LOVED ABOUT NEW-OH-LEANS
|We loved the Soniat House, a tiny boutique hotel |
in the French Quarter about 3 blocks from Jackson Square.
|Each morning, a light breakfast of piping hot homemade biscuits and strawberry jam |
would be brought up to our room or to the terrace by our room to the courtyard.
|The stairs that lead up to our hall...|
|That led to our room - door on the left - which opened with a KEY.|
The Larapin' Good Food
|Shrimp Creole at Muriel's|
|Baked Alaska at Antoines|
|While I was sorely disappointed that the waitstaff of Cafe du Monde|
is composed of "non-locals," the beignets and Classic Coke
(I'm a coffee hata) did not disappoint. I just wanted my breakfast
accompanied by some "How you all doin' this mawnin'?"
|Just about the best thing I put ever put in my mouth - the Central Grocery Muffuletta.|
I'm salivating just looking at the picture.
|Pee-can Pie at Mr. B's - Alan picked up a carry out order two nights later. |
We HAD to have another piece.
|Every single morsel we ate at the Upperline Restaurant. The owner, JoAnn greeted |
us at the door like we were her long lost best friends. I'm still thinking about the
Fried Green Tomato with Shrimp Remoulade. That's what I'm talkin' about!
The Colorful People
|At 4:00 in the afternoon, I came upon this little "parade " of about 14 people...in kilts. |
Drinking beer. While pulling a beer wagon.
|I would have loved to pass an afternoon away in the shade listening |
to Duct Taped Tuba Man doling out some Dixie Land.
|My new friend, Willow, who used to ride the bus overnight on weekends to Austin |
in the summers of his teen years to play street music on 6th Street.
So, that's a sampling of my experience in NOLA. I saw with my own eyes the resilience of the people in the aftermath of Katrina. The 9th Ward with its new construction and abandoned homes with their spray-painted first responder codes showed me how far they've come and how much there is left to be done.
There is so much more to explore. I can't wait to go back.