Landed, got in our fish car, and we were on our way.
After a full day of travel, we were starved. What's open after 10 PM on a Sunday? This place in the Marigny.
A bit divey, but there was hot food served by tattooed guys with beards.
I'm not here in New Orleans to party as a verb. I'm glad it's Sunday night and the bars contain just the locals this quiet evening.
One of many beautiful buildings with art on it.
Bikes everywhere. She intercepted my shot from a moving car.
The front porch to our home for the week.
Sign of the Times
The Lower Garden District is getting quite trendy.
The store itself didn't look nearly as old as the sign.
A regular watering hole, and 99% chance of breakfast. Cold brew and business is the way to go.
When in the South, eat biscuits with grapefruit jam.
Behind the Bar
The trendy youngsters of New Orleans serve up pork products and fried things while Mumford & Sons tumbles out of the speakers.
If I could, I would.
Comin' through. Flavors changed daily, and I only had half a doughnut the whole week. That's not so much restraint as my general preference for the savory.
Squirt those doughnuts.