Author name: himanshusharma

Who would drop dried lentils by the handful in out-of-the-way places in New Orleans?  One never knows what one will find in New Orleans, even in the most neglected and off-the-tourist-radar parts of this wonderful city we call home. Was it voodoo?  That is always the first question in New Orleans, at least from people […]

I found a quarter on the sidewalk today.  It was scuffed and scratched but it was still worth 25 U.S. cents.  You can take that to the bank.  God bless New Orleans.  God bless the U.S. of A. I put the quarter in my pocket. I was walking our dog, as I do every morning.

In the fullness of time, everything happens just as it is supposed to happen, everything in its place. New Orleans is about a hundred miles from the mouth of the Mississippi River.  The dry ground between Lake Pontchartrain and the Mississippi River is narrowest in New Orleans.  That is why Bayou Road is the oldest

I saw a hummingbird today.  I didn’t have my camera with me.  Why would I carry my phone around the garden?  No has called for a week, since the last reservation in April was cancelled.  We have a quiet month and a half ahead of us.  Who’s bright idea was it to open a bed

I find myself glum in New Orleans.  Being glum in New Orleans is a very rare condition.  I find myself on tenterhooks.  What more doldrums will the upcoming months bring? New Orleans is called “The City That Care Forgot” for good reasons.   I’m not going to say I’m unhappy.  I am not unhappy.  I

This is what New Orleans is like today.  It’s been this way for days.  Love in the time of COVID-19: I would say we live in interesting times, but, with nothing open and everyone staying home, the times in New Orleans aren’t very interesting. Melanie and I take a bicycle ride for at least an

We always like to support our local businesses, so, when we shop for groceries, we shot at Terranova’s, a corner grocery store under it’s fourth generation of ownership.  The Terranova family sells groceries, La Belle Esplanade is selling something nobody wants to buy right now—a memorable trip to New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. Frau Schmitt and

I did shoot a video today but I didn’t like how it came out.  I was standing on N. Dorgenois Street between Bayou Road and Bell Street talking about the neighborhood and everything we could see from that vantage point.  It was a very interesting narration, naturally.  Unfortunately, garbage trucks and pickups pulling noisy trailers

It’s not me who says this is the best written blog in New Orleans.  I’ve been told that more than once, and by people who know what they’re talking about, too.  There aren’t any official awards, so it’s and unofficial designation.  Go through a few pages.  I’m sure you’ll agree. I used to write this

As I write this, New Orleans is under self-imposed “social distancing” due to the coronavirus pandemic.  The city is like a ghost town.  March, April and May are usually the most boisterous times of year after Mardi Gras.  This year, all festivals had been rescheduled.  All the bars and restaurants and museums are closed for