Yuletide: New Orleans style

16 12 2014

I only live 90 miles away, but New Orleans is a world apart. Every time I visit, I love it more.  My sweetie and I spent a December weekend savoring it all. Yuletide in this old city has it’s own feel; it’s not Mardi Gras or festival-time or it’s-so-hot-I-can’t-breathe-I-must-find-a-cold-bar-summertime.


It’s beautiful and sparkly, people aren’t in a hurry, there’s more children with their families in the grand hotels all dressed up in their holiday best. There’s the odd mix of evergreen and palm trees and the illusion in hotel lobbies that it’s cold and wintery yet everyone is wearing short sleeves. The city feels more ancient at Christmas, maybe it’s the carolers dressed in vintage clothes sitting in the bars taking a break from singing their carols. Or maybe it’s the old spirits of those who have walked it’s streets, have once again come back for a visit.


I love the aromas of New Orleans
New Orleans has it’s own smell that’s like no other city. It’s the wet, humid, tropical, heavy air mixed with french bread, coffee, frying foods, beignets, alcohol and car exhaust. You sense the decay and the decadence and the history. It fills your senses the moment you arrive. For me it breathes welcome back.


I love the sights and sounds of New Orleans
Car horns, people talking, laughing, arguing, but mostly I hear music and as the sound of one musician fades you hear another. A trio of men singing Temptations-style wearing matching suits and standing in the middle of the street; musicians from different generations coming together doing what they all love; crowds dancing and clapping; young street people with matted hair making up for their lack of talent with their great enthusiasm.

I love the tastes of New Orleans
Almost immediately upon arrival, we go to have a drink at my favorite spot in the Quarter. The balcony at Muriel’s overlooking Jackson Square in the shadow of the Cathedral.  Muriel’s is a favorite place for a memorable meal; their crawfish and goat cheese crepes will remain a sense memory that stays with you for the rest of your life. But this is also a haunted restaurant. It was once a private home and the owner gambled it away in a poker game one night long, long ago. He came home and hung himself so the home wouldn’t be taken away from his widow. If you meander through the back hallway on the way to the balcony, you’ll see the table set every day with bread and wine for his ghost.


Great food is so much the heart and soul of this city. And whatever restaurant you stumble upon will quickly become your favorite until you stumble upon another. Even the bread and coffee are better here. Herbsaint is a little bistro that we’ve been hearing about. I love to watch cooking shows and am always intrigued by the food combinations that I never thought could be put together. The magic that occurs when tastes blend and marry in your mouth with the perfect pairing of wine.  We had one of their signature dishes Housemade Spaghetti with Guanciale and Fried-Poached Farm Egg. I do not know how you can fry a poached egg with a crust and keep the yoke buttery. But they did it. When you cut that egg and it drizzles into the pasta, well, my eyes rolled back in my head, as I tasted total deliciousness.

A toast to New Orleans
When I win the lottery, I’ll buy a French Quarter home with a courtyard and a balcony. I’ll call to you from the street and invite you up for a drink, maybe a Pimm’s Cup or a Sazarac. And you’ll join me on the balcony and we’ll wish everyone below a Merry Christmas.

Wishing you a sparkly and  merry Yuletide. –Connie

Wishing you a sparkly and merry Yuletide.

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8 responses

16 12 2014
Melinda Oliver

As always, you have captured this place that I still call home. I cannot wait for my own sparkly, slightly decayed trip this weekend…hope to see you my friend.

16 12 2014

I’m hoping to see you too!

16 12 2014
Cathy Chester

I’ll join you! We vacationed in New Orleans pre-Katrina and had a great time with great food and drink. I love your photos!

P.S. In one of my favorite movies, “State of the Union” Katharine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy are staunch Republicans (unlike real life they were staunch Democrats!) They hosted a party at home cause Spencer was running for President. One of the wives of the visitors was “from the south” and known for her love of Democrats and Sazaracs! The bartender, being in NY State, had to look up how to make it. That was the first and only time I heard of that drink, until now! xoxoxo

16 12 2014

Cathy, while i love the Sazerac Bar, the drink itself is too strong for me. If I have one, it talks a whole day of sipping to finish it!

16 12 2014

Oh Connie, Now I want to go to NO during Christmas time! Can you get a bad meal in New Orleans?

16 12 2014

There are no bad meals in New Orleans. A restaurant that’s not good, won’t stay in business. It’s a foodie paradise.

17 12 2014
Elizabeth Arnett

Great column…you really caught the flavor of NO nicely. I too love the images. Fun reading.

17 12 2014

Thanks Elizabeth!

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