The last day of French Quarter Fest was just as gorgeous as the first 3. Sadly, for locals, the day started with the sad news that former Saint, Will Smith, had been shot 7 times leaving 3 children and a wife (who sustained 2 shots) behind. He had posted on Instagram, “Having a blast at the #fqf2016” earlier. Many of us wore Saints gear and checked for updates as the story evolved from one of random violence to something more thought-out and personal.
As for festing, we started the day with a Softshell Crab Po-Boy ($10) from Jack Dempsey’s then tried Love at First Bite’s Crawfish Pasta ($8) and my favorite, the Cochon de Lait Po-Boy ($8) from their partner, Walker’s Southern Style BBQ. We hit the Abita stage in time for party-band, the Bucktown All-Stars. Their playful covers included “Rubber Band Man” complete with a dance of silly, stretchy poses. 85 year old Joyce La Nasa joined on tambourine wearing her signature white gloves. Continue reading
New Orleanians know that there’s no possible way to attend even half of our city’s events and festivals – even just the free ones. Summer is the “off-season” and yet our city remains action-packed. On top of Beatles Fest and The Running of the Bulls – it was my birthday this past weekend! Normally, I throw myself a small gathering but since we’d just had a wedding, it seemed like a bit much. Instead, I practiced all my favorite birthday traditions. Continue reading
I’ve said it before, if you leave your house, this city rises to meet you. New Orleans is full of life and leaves nothing uncelebrated. Saturday in the French Quarter might include a food festival, a parade and a gala as it did for me last week. We stumbled first onto the longest oyster po-boy in the world. A thousand fried oysters from Acme Oyster House filled a 3 block long baguette on Bourbon Street. Different local restaurants dressed sections about 6 feet long. Continue reading
There are 2 distinct ways the city of New Orleans celebrates Fat Tuesday (Mardi Gras in French). Last year, I celebrated Uptown style, attending parades on St. Charles from 8 am until 5 pm. This year, I tried the Downtown version of Mardi Gras for the first time, parading my own costumed self around the French Quarter for hours. I’d heard of the gargantuan costume party that is the French Quarter on Mardi Gras Day, of the Drag Queens who bring out their most outrageous creations, the families and groups of friends who dress together as Smurfs or everyone from the story, Alice in Wonderland, of the bared, sometimes painted breasts, but nothing I heard could have prepared me for the spectacle. Continue reading
Carnival is approaching and the city is alive with celebration. With Valentine’s Day coming last weekend, love was in the air. Walking down Royal St. the other night, I heard a brass band playing “Treme Song” as they approached. We looked to find the source and saw a man in a tuxedo and a woman in a white Cinderella gown and realized it was a wedding! The bride and groom pumped their second line umbrellas as did the rows of bridesmaids. Continue reading