Most people associate a hangover with New Year’s Eve. In New Orleans, most people have been laboring at their desks with a post-Mardi Gras hangover this week. It’s the kind of malaise that lasts for several days. Today’s only Thursday.
It isn’t that the magic has leaked out of New Orleans after Mardi Gras Day. Far from it. New Orleans is just as amazing as it always is. If you are bored in New Orleans, it can only be because you set off the metal detector at the airport because you have a plate in your head, the result of a lobotomy. No offense to our many guests who may have undergone brain surgery and had to have plates put in their skulls. None of our guests have been bored in New Orleans. All I’m saying is, is this: If you think New Orleans is all about Mardi Gras and there’s nothing else going on after Mardi Gras season, your brain isn’t firing on all eight cylinders.
You don’t need a muscle car to enjoy New Orleans. You can enjoy New Orleans on foot.
Here’s what people think a muscle car looks like in the South. It’s a car called the General Lee, which is what you expect people to call their car, or their dog, in the South:
New Orleans is not the South, as most people think of “The South.” New Orleans is New Orleans is New Orleans. New Orleans is a world of its own, governed by its own rhythms and its own traditions. This past Tuesday was Fat Tuesday in New Orleans. It was just a regular Tuesday in the rest of America. America is richer for that. Everywhere can’t be New Orleans. Nothing would get done.
Every day in New Orleans is like new, the way every January 1 is New Year’s Day. Every day in New Orleans is a fresh beginning. Wanna know what it’s like to live life to its fullest, to resolve to better every following day in every way into perpetuity? Welcome to New Orleans, a city where resolutions are made in endless rounds of promises. Post-Katrina, as we are right now post-Mardi Gras, New Orleanians are committed to rebuilding their city better and better and even more better. Come see the results for yourself. New Orleans is better than you can imagine.
The pictures I’ve been using to illustrate today’s post are from the chalkboard at Ralph’s-on-the-Park, a restaurant in our neighborhood. When Frau Schmitt is out of town, or she’s otherwise busy at lunch time, I like to walk from our inn to have lunch at Ralph’s-on-the-Park in the bar for the view that the barroom offers of the park across the street. Also, I like-to-write-with-dashes-between-words.
These are pictures of the drink specials on the board in Ralph’s-on-the-Park this past January.
Wanna know what else, if you don’t want to have lunch at Ralph’s-on-the-Park? You can go for happy hour and dine and drink to the soothing sounds of ….
…JOE KROWN ON PIANO! He can really tickle the ivories. He tickles that piano keyboard every Tuesday through Thursday from 5:00 to 8:00PM and during Sunday brunch hours.
You never know what you’re gonna find in New Orleans. It’s a real city full of delightful surprises. You don’t need to nurse a hangover to discover what’s going on here. Keep your eyes and your ears open to be pleasantly surprised by what you’ll discover. Come anytime to discover the many, many interesting things that happen in our neighborhood every hour within easy walking distance. New Orleans is a wonderful place in which to live. Even if you only have a few short days to live in New Orleans, make them count. Consider making your headquarters on Esplanade Avenue. Stay with us.
À votre santé,
La Belle Esplanade
…where every morning starts with a curated breakfast salon and then it jumps off into a cornucopia of New Orleans adventures.
Thursday, March 2, 2017: We’re on our way out to dinner at Crescent City Steaks tonight, around the corner from our boutique experience inn.