Atleast that's how it seemed to me. So, I didn't go to New Orleans expecting to find a bar filled with cajuns, jamming to CCR; but that's exactly what I found here.
So I get into my hotel on a Sunday, and seeing as how the conference is happening M-Th, and I'm leaving early on Friday; I decided to take full advantage of the open day. I take a little self walking tour starting from my hotel, right off Canal, and up Decatur. How lucky can I be?? I find myself not only an Oyster fest, but this little gem of a hole-in-the-wall.
I passed by it rather quickly and heard some raucous-style behavior emanating from inside the filthy, plastered walls. This building is OLD, as it is right down the street from Jackson Square. At first, I was apprehensive, as the entry-way consisted of those plastic slabs that you see in walk-in freezers. The inside was expectedly dim, even though it was 3 in the afternoon. I made a beeline for the bar and placed my beer order.
What I encountered next completely brought a smile to my face and reminded me again of why the general is that: "the people of New Orleans are the greatest". Apparently, there was a wedding reception going on (believe it or not) of some "Cajuns". I didn't get a look at the bride, but the groom was decked out in bandana-headband, boots, and a utility belt. I could barely understand him when he GRACIOUSLY offered me to go back in "the courtyard" and have some gumbo.....which was really good.....but FIRE-STYLE spicy as I profusely sweated.
Anyway, I stayed for a few beers, but didn't go near he jukebox after I realized that it was playing NON STOP CCR. Which was OK by me. I literally felt every word that John Fogerty was singing about. Thank you so much NOLA, for a wonderful experienceand a heck of a week...amidst a MAJOR catastrophe.
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