One week spent in New Orleans, and we were beginning to feel quite at home. We had come to know its varied neighborhoods, from the rowdy streets of the French Quarter to the quiet rows of picturesque homes in the Garden District and the funky, reemerging structures in the Ninth Ward. We came for the jazz and the famous food—and stayed for it—but also came to appreciate the spirit of the city; its people exhibiting a loud, loyal love for every inch of it. People from all walks of life came together to celebrate the music of Louis Armstrong at the Satchmo Summerfest, a celebration of the beloved jazz musician’s birthday. Strands of beads hung from trees along the streets of the Garden District, remnants of Mardi Gras’ past. Neighborhood joints and posh restaurants alike served incredible food with the Southern hospitality we knew to expect. This is the New Orleans we had fallen in love with from afar, and our jaunt there for a sweltering hot week in August sealed the deal. Here are some highlights from the trip.
Mint Julep green juice and a chocolate croissant from Petite Amelie
Warm bread and chilled wine at Borgne
Half a dozen beignets and cafe au lait from Café Du Monde
Chicken and waffles from Cafe Amelie
Up close with the Preservation Hall All Stars
Outside of the Mardi Gras World warehouse
Reflections of the Carousel Bar in Hotel Monteleone