After we enjoyed ourselves at Cafe Du Monde, Hugh and my daughter and I walked down to the French Market where we shopped ourselves silly. This is where you can purchase anything you see at any New Orleans tourist shop for 1/2 the price. Yes, we bought some silly gifts, but we also snagged a few choice items.
After a quick trip back to the hotel to drop off our bags, my daughter and I went shopping again for another three hours while Hugh stayed at the hotel and meditated. Sometime about 2pm, my daughter and I decided that another cup of coffee was in order. So we stopped at the French Market Oyster Bar. We sat at the bar and ordered two cups of coffee and a half dozen raw oysters from a bartender who was in her sixties. Her fingernails were a point of interest, as she had peacock feathers painted on them in Christmas colors.
My daughter had an oyster once upon a time, but she wanted to try one again. This time it was the real thing, loaded onto a saltine with spicy cocktail sauce and a dab of horseradish. She decided that oysters were tasteless and she didn’t want to waste her time with them. So I was thrilled to knock down the other five oysters and polish off my coffee. It continued to be a beautiful day with the first blue skies in weeks (according to one resident who regaled us with local weather conditions). Warm, pleasant breeze, and we took advantage of the day by staying outside and walking up and down just about every street in the French Quarter. Tomorrow it’s supposed to pour down rain.
Posted by beanybabe at 11:36 PM PST
