To that end, I ventured into the French Quarter in search of an inexpensive, relatively authentic regional-cuisine dinner. Fortified by a large bowl of wonderfully spicy red beans and rice from the inauspiciously named Daisy Duke's, I wandered around, camera in hand. And I followed my ears to where a ragtag brass band was playing jazz and Christmas carols on a street corner.
As I write this, the strains of "Silent Night" on trombone are drifting up to my fifteenth-floor hotel room. Now that's charm, NOLA-style.
Enjoy the photos.
|The USDF convention host hotel, the Sheraton New Orleans|
|Trolley tracks and lighted palm trees run down the middle of Canal Street|
|Just another NOLA establishment|
|Display in a jewelry-store window|
|Jam session on a French Quarter street corner. I thought this photo looked interesting in B&W.|
|View of Canal St. from my hotel window, with the Riverwalk in the distance.|