Saturday, September 10, 2005


New Orleans is one of my all-time favorite American cities. I’ve been fortunate enough to have visited it 3 times in my life: February 1987 to march in a Mardi gras parade; August 1992 on a roadtrip with Stephen, Kris & Tony; and August 2001 with Stephen & Kennan.

My first trip to New Orleans was life-changing in that I saw all extremes walking down Bourbon Street on the last weekend of Mardi gras: holy rollers speaking in tongues, big-tittied women flashing their ta-tas, seemingly mild-mannered guys dropping trou for a few colored beads, Hare Krishnas dancing in circles (and then vomiting). It only made me want to return....

New Orleans

Top 10 Memories of New Orleans (in no particular order)
  • Café au lait with chicory + beignets at Café du Monde

  • Pralines

  • Scratching an X on Marie Laveau’s grave at the St. Louis Cemetery

  • Drinking at Pat O’Brien’s courtyard and being mesmerized by the fountain with flames

  • Pirate’s Alley

  • French Quarter

  • Mardi gras

  • Mississippi River

  • Fortuna’s baklava at Casa Blanca (sans the belly dancer! -ching-cha-ching-ching) – even though that was miles outside the city limits

  • Cypress
And I will return again.


  1. I think Uncle Patty misses us, too. I hope when you go back, I'm there, too... SANS Tony this time. (ting,ta-ting-ting-ting). Good times...

  2. The best part of New Orleans is that there's enough alcohol to make you completely unaware of the people you don't like and yet are there with you in New Orleans, so we would still have a good time there even if Tony decided to tag along ... like he did the first time.

  3. You know, you're right. When I speak of that trip, I really only remember you, me and Stephen. Wow, another reason to love alcohol. And New Orleans.