At the invitation of some dear friends whose daughter was
performing in a play, I jumped at the chance to spend four
days in New Orleans. My first time to NOLA, it was a wise
decision to go with people with knowledge of this
lively and gritty city.
I found New Orleans to be fascinating.
And a little heartbreaking.
Arriving late on a Saturday evening (the Saturday before
St. Patrick's day)...sensory overload!
First impression? The Disneyland of debauchery.
Live music drawing you in at every doorway,
drinks being dispensed a gallon a minute,
...no shortage of people looking dazed and barely able to cope.
(I think that's a woman doing those push-ups?)
A hopeful, hopeless counter to the madness.
One wonders, has a gallery ever collapsed?
Let's start over.
Welcome to the French Quarter,
The manifestation of charm.
A little nugget of wonderful was found on Dauphine Street:
The Audubon Cottages.
Our delightful 2-br cottage, with Madame et Monsieur looking on,
and a private courtyard.
The neighborhoods are visual eye candy for the photo-minded.
...for every taste.
And the FOOD! And the SAUCES!!
Shrimp and grits.
Fried oysters topped with poached eggs.
Oysters with "crispy" eggs on top.
The essence of it all.
Every day, incredible music.
I counted 25 strings on this "Kora."
Authentic gas lighting everywhere.
The New Orleans water meter cover - a coveted source of pride
for the city, and muse for much art and design work.
Becca's house. Fit for a Tulane college student.
Perspective art in the entryway.
The Marigny Opera House. A former church.
Venue for the play Equus.
Very effective, simple staging and lighting.
Frenchmen Street Art market.
Spotted Cat Music Club....
This painting reminds me of the little girl in "The Bad Seed."
Hotel Monteleone has the greatest bar....
The carousel seats rotate around the bar
(after a few Bloody Mary's there's some tricky
negotiating to do to leave your seat).
Fried oyster tacos.
But I prefer them raw.
Never eaten a collar of a tuna before. Unbelievable.
(As were the curried mussels)
Our witty waiter, flanked by Craig & Elaine.
I didn't think surfers ever retired.
The Garden District.
This cemetery was mesmerizing.
The iconic Commander's Palace.
An old man on a bicycle told me this was the house used in
"The Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons," and is now owned
by Sandra Bullock. I'm just repeating what I heard.
Magazine Street neighborhood.
The Country Club restaurant in the Bywater neighborhood.
There's a pool out back, clothes are optional. Hilarious.
Just wanna know what's so mysterious about the dark goo.
The mighty Mississippi.
There's no way to describe New Orleans, one must simply experience it.