New Orleans Photo Tour (Patreon)

Thank you to all you first-water Author’s Tier subscribers for the plethora of New Orleans recommendations. Lauren and I made use of many of your hot tips, but were forced by morbid curiosity and national obligation to take a late night stroll down Bourbon Street, during which we dodged jets of vomit and conga lines of cockroaches in tiny strands of beads. 

I cut too much summertime bait as a child to enjoy most fish-based cuisine, but even the stupidest last-resort restaurant here features excellent seafood. I will contend that the average New Orleanian second grader, roused from deep afternoon slumber, could whip up a velvety wine-and-cream sauce or blackened drumfish.

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