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Showing posts with label Katrina. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Katrina. Show all posts

Thursday, July 6, 2017

AMERICAN HISTORY - THE VIEUX CARRE



Of all American cities very few can lay claim to a more individual character than can New Orleans.

A product of mixed cultures; a swashbuckling history of treasures, piracy and voodoo; and a musical tradition of experimentation and joy combine to give New Orleans a personality all its own. (Even Disney features mockups of the city as a "land" in several of their theme parks).

And if New Orleans is an entity unto itself, the Vieux Carre, or French Quarter, is its beating heart.

The French Quarter, so named for its French heritage and architecture, is a fascinating place full of history and mystery in equal amounts. Here voodoo and rum reign supreme, though in separate houses of course. Donuts have been elevated to a high art and coffee is a mainstay for mornings.

Walk through the streets at night, particularly on Bourbon Street, and you'll hear New Orleans' own brand of jazz and the blues from nearly every bar. Food is a fixture, and many of the earliest "celebrity chefs" had their starts in this town. Culinary excellence is everywhere.

We all know the devastation of Hurricane Katrina in 2005, but New Orleans has picked itself up by the bootstraps and carried on. It's not yet fully recovered even now, but six months after Katrina the city's unofficial motto "laissez les bons temps rouler" (let the good times roll) already filled the streets.

New Orleans is that part of America exemplifying both the best, and the worst, of ourselves. 

Perhaps it's the urban and historic manifestation of our national Id?










Wednesday, March 2, 2016

THE DAILY ESCAPE: ISABELLA'S FAIRY DUST



Royal Street, New Orleans. 

Six months after Katrina devastated the rest of the city, the French Quarter remained largely quiet once you wandered off of Bourbon Street.

The Court of Two Sisters, across the street on the right, is one of my favorite New Orleans restaurants. 

And I will admit: I've never been inside Isabella's Fairy Dust (the watermelon-looking sign on the left of the photo). I just could not resist using that for today's title. It's now reportedly closed.



Friday, June 12, 2015

Pic of the Day: Gothica



This was a table setting at a home in New Orleans' Garden District, a few months after Katrina blew through. The owner refused to leave her home during the storm, and explained that this was how her dinner table looked for several days thereafter.




Friday, May 29, 2015

Pic of the Day: Through a Glass Darkly



The jaunty clouds and bright blue sky belie the fact this was New Orleans six months after Katrina devastated the city. This was the view from our window overlooking the corner of Toulouse and Burgundy, facing downtown.






Sunday, January 11, 2015

Pic of the Day: Post-Katrinia Vieux Carre



Midnight, at the corner of Toulouse and Burgundy.

New Orleans, six months after Katrina crushed the city.