A Rare and Fabulous Find in New Orleans

A picture picked at random

I didn’t know what our lead in photo was going to be when I inserted it at the head of today’s blog installment.  I just clicked on something.  Turns out it’s a good choice because, surprisesurprise! La Belle Esplanade is the subject of today’s chapter.
Today’s title is the title I swiped from a review written about our inn.  I’m just cutting and pasting and filling in the blanks today.  That’s what most B&B blogs do.  Let me let you in on a secret….
Most B&B blogs aren’t written by the innkeepers.  They are farmed out to professionals who stuff the blog entries with keywords for search engine optimization (SEO as we say in the trade) so that the blog entries will show up at the top of Google keyword searches.  Is anyone searching “rare and fabulous find in New Orleans” on Google or bing?  I don’t know.  I don’t particularly care.  That isn’t what we’re about here.  This blog is written by me, your humble narrator, in the flesh, warts and all.
I’ve already chosen the videos that will accompany today’s installment.  Now, all I have to do is plug in the text and, believe me, nothing I’m going to talk about today has to do with Jazz Fest.
The New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival is in its second day today.  If I was a professional blog writer, I would be writing about that and linking to the schedule and trying to drum up business for us from people who want to go to Jazz Fest.  Truth be told, we’ve been booked since January for the next two weekends. We don’t need to talk about Jazz Fest.
Neither Frau Schmitt nor your humble narrator have ever been to Jazz Fest, even though it’s about a ten minute walk from our house.  We’re not on vacation so we don’t really have the time to partake of the festivities.  What should I tell you about instead?

I walked into a bar on St. Claude Avenue and it went something like this:

Thankfully, I soon met up with Frau Schmitt and she suggested we go to a place on N. Rampart Street.  Frau Schmitt is usually right about these things so I followed her.  That adventure went a little like this:

We were in the Bywater.  It was pretty racy.

I know what you’re thinking.  Can’t we talk about something besides New Orleans for a change?  We’re all educated people.

Remember, Tim Robbins and I used to look a lot alike at one point in our lives.  I’ve referred to this in past installments if you have the time to read all our archives.  In fact, I was at Tastee Donuts the other morning and I wasn’t wearing a hat.  It’s very rare when you won’t see me in a hat. It’s not that I’m bald.  I just don’t own a comb.

Anyway, I wasn’t wearing a hat and Lisa, who sees me a few times a week when Frau Schmitt and I want to serve apple fritters at breakfast, said, “You remind me of Tim Robbins in Shawshank Redemption.  That’s one of my favorite movies.”  I learned something about Lisa that day.  I also learned that, though Shawshank Redemption was released in 1994, I appear to be 22 years younger than I am.

I like being older.  You don’t hear many people say that out loud.  Frau Schmitt will tell you that I enjoy growing old.  She is usually right about these things.  Howzabout a little T.S. Elliot:

Thomas Stearns Elliot
I grow old… I grow old…
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.”
[From the Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, 1922.]

I wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.  I don’t measure out my life in coffee spoons, though.  So much for that comparison.

So, should we talk a bit about New Orleans?  Of course we should.  What else is there to talk about?

New Orleans is beautiful.  We love where we live.  If you want to learn what it’s like to live in New Orleans, if only for a short time, do you know where you should stay?  You should stay at La Belle Esplanade.

À votre santé,
La Belle Esplanade
where every morning is a curated breakfast salon.