Crescent City Love is Sweet Batter & Jazz

Crescent City Love is Sweet Batter & Jazz

New Orleans is a lady at all phases of life.
A girl sits at her mother’s vanity table
(unseen companions by her side)
and wraps herself in hue magic,
humming a soft lullaby.
A young woman in soft repose
and delicate reverie about her lover by her side.
A wizened spirit,
thumbing through a chest of starlit and rainy memories
turns, and for a moment,
you see only the soul and child in her eyes.

I have dedicated a handful of posts to my New Orleans photos and thoughts after visiting the city earlier this summer.  On this very thin crescent waxing moon night, I dedicate yet another post, a recap if you will, to images captured during that  visit earlier this summer, when La Nouvelle-Orléans captured my heart thoroughly.Rambling about Vieux Carre, (French for ‘old square’), also known as the French Quarter, the oldest neighborhood in New Orleans.  It’s not a bad idea, in visiting New Orleans, to make a point to leave the most famous neighborhood for lesser known, but still interesting, areas of the city.  But for architecture lovers, the streets of the French Quarter are most definitely worth a devoted few days of exploration.

Preservation Hall (above), music venue, frequently featuring New Orleans jazz, housed in one of the oldest buildings in the French Quarter.

This space has seen a lot.

Young musicians at Place d’Armes, also known as Jackson Square. In it’s early development, New Orleans was centered around this square.  The space definitely feels like a strong heart of the city.

Art, music and food are indisputably core elements of the city’s blood and life force….

Saint Louis Cathedral (Jackson Square), the oldest continuously operated cathedral in the USA

Happened to pass by the Swedish Consulate in our rambling about and decided to step inside (one of my parents is Swedish and I lived in the country’s beautiful capital for a bit of time)

The coffee bean bags on the wall were at first confusing, then made sense (coffee consumption in Sweden is very high). But it turned out that another business (coffee related, I presume) is operated out of the same space.  Anywho, the nice folks working at the consulate and/or other business gave us some nice suggestions for good local bars.

It was recommended to me on more than one occasion, in conversing with shopowners, bartenders and other locals, to visit the Williams Research Center, which has documented and catalogued every building in the French Quarter. I did not make it this time around but if I have the opportunity to visit New Orleans again, it is a must visit.  Recommended highly for any historic preservation buffs and architecture lovers.

Revelry quite typical to Bourbon Street….

Through the window….

Bourbon Street Neon

Our last night we dined at Snug Harbor Jazz Bistro, a landmark Jazz club in New Orleans that also features traditional Creole and regional fare. Featured above are my last few morsels in the city, Shrimp Remoulade.

Before dining, I got a tattoo next door at Electric Ladyland, where the tattoo artist basically had a rather quirky monologue in British accent the entire time I was in the chair.  I then met up with the hub at Snug Harbor’s bar side and had my first Sazerac, the city’s signature cocktail.  I’m surprised I was not turned onto this cocktail earlier into the trip…

More about being introduced to the regional cuisine of New Orleans (as well as my burgeoning love affair with the flavors and ingredients of Creole fare) over at my food blog Friday Feast….

Crescent City Love

is sweet batter and jazz….