The drive there is really different. The road is raised about 20 feet or so above the swamp, but it continues for what seems like 50 miles with almost no off ramps or anything. On the side there was a town built on the swamp. Some of the places were totally wiped out by the hurricanes.
When we got into New Orleans we took a quick walk around the French Quarter and had a bit to eat at Café Desire. It was incredible! Uncle Tim ordered Oyster’s Desire and Barbecued Oysters as appetizers while we ordered a catfish poorboy. The oyster’s were incredible! The Desire oysters were cooked with Parmesan cheese and were really crunchy. The barbecued ones were battered in this great sweet and tangy batter and served with a blue cheese sauce, so scrumptious! Of course we also had a half dozen on the half shell!
Want another, Rob?
After another short walk down Bourbon Street, we headed into Pat O’Briens. They were celebrating their 75th anniversary later that night and were getting all geared up for the festivities. My uncle Tim told of how he used to come to this place when he was in the service and how much fun (and trouble) he and his buddies used to get into. There are two or three parts to this place. There is a piano bar, an outside bar and I think a restaurant, although we didn’t make it into the restaurant part.
Uncle Tim bought us each a Hurricane – some sweet rum drink that is designed for one purpose and after we have stopped drinking them we will tell you what it might be…but we think we need to go back and spend some more time there first!
Bourbon Street
A toast!
On our way out of town we saw lots of fun things that we need to examine more, but didn’t have time for, so we took some parting shots.
We have a couple of really great friends that are from New Orleans, one of them has a NOLA as a screen name so this was a must:
The Presbytere Church on Jackson Square
Lots of neat and strange signs all around – one of my favorites, a place to pick up your voodoo dolls and they have children’s books, too!!
More signs and stuff and a neat painting that made us think of Rory.
The golf photo, Tony’s grandmother has a copy in her bathroom.
A mug shot of frank Sinatra is just cool (convicted of "Seduction" in NJ)
and a sign about drinking being bad for the pregnant women was in the men’s bathroom!
A few more parting shots as we drove out.
Another treat, floating dead people!
Back to Greenwell Srpings with us! We would dearly love to return to New Orleans with a hotel room and lots of expendable cash!
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