These conventions tend to get crazier as the week goes on, so I've found it's best to get out and about ASAP.
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.
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The USDF convention host hotel, the Sheraton New Orleans
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| Trolley tracks and lighted palm trees run down the middle of Canal Street |
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| Just another NOLA establishment |
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| Display in a jewelry-store window |
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Jam session on a French Quarter street corner. I thought this photo looked interesting in B&W.
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| View of Canal St. from my hotel window, with the Riverwalk in the distance. |
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