Today was an all around fabulous day in New Orleans. For us, it started with an Uptown second line: The Ladies and Men of Unity and The Lady Rollers.The route started at the Rock Bottom on Tchoupitoulas (greatest street name ever?) and wound up and down and around, finishing where we started. I lost the enchanting Molly somewhere en route, but we hooked up again at the guesthouse so we could find a place in the Quarter to watch the Saints game.
Holy cow. What a game it was. I was convinced before it started that the Saints were destined for victory, but they really contrived to make it a nail-biter. Word is additional EMS techs and emerg staff were on hand for the inevitable heart attacks, but I bet there weren't enough of them.
We looked high and low for a bar with available seats, and wound up at Harry's, on Chartres. It was a rollicking good time. We met a lovely gentleman from Cincinnati by way of Biloxi, and we roved around after the game until the wee hours.
Who dat. Who dat, indeed.
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