New Orleans
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LOUIS ARMSTRONG INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
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In 2001, the airport was named after jazz legend Louis Armstrong, but was previously called Moisant Field, after aviator John Moisant. Its airport code came from the nearby Moisant Stock Yards.
On our agenda is Acme for: SEAFOOD ÉTOUFÉE, Fried Crawfish Po-Boy, RAW OYSTERS, and CHARGRILLED OYSTERS. That is Friday night.
Wait, the guy standing behind me in line, who is from New Orleans, tipped us of to Drago’s At the Hilton Riverside for the best oyster’s. He says a Russian who’s lived there for a long time has his own farm so it’s better than Acme! Wait, even our daughter told us the restaurant across the street from Acme is better than Acme. I’m still going to Acme. Is there wine in New Orleans? We will see…
Acme did.not disappoint, we shared a dozen raw oysters and a dozen baked oysters in buttery goodness. I had the house Chardonnay and the oyster shooter because I just had to try. It was one small raw oyster with hot sauce in a shot glass with vodka. Thank goodness for the hot sauce.
The boom-boom shrimp came out as mistakenly heard for a Blue Moon beer. This was a mistake worth keeping, even though our waitress reminded us we still had to pay for her mistake. We were lucky to have a late dinner at Emeril’s. The wine list was long and I decided on a moscato d’asti.
Walking the streets in town today we realize there is a big Cowboys v. Saints football game being played this weekend and are attentive
Day two in New Orleans was a typical hot and humid suffrage. We stood in line under the shade of a vast sycamore tree with a breeze off the gulf that kept us comfortable, only to get seated in the only sunny spot under the canopy of Café Du Monde. The café was established in 1862 in the New Orleans French Market, it is open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. The morning heat convinced us to go with ice coffees and the beignets.
We purchased tickets to the hop on/hop off tour bus through New Orleans. We were ready to see the city sans the sweltering sun and with the rolling voice of local knowledge from our bus guide. Now we know where we want to visit further. The Garden district, for one.
Another specific note of local lore that compelled us was of the Congo Square, where the African and Creole people would set up a market to sing, dance, and play music. This is where Jazz music began.
We returned again once more to the Maison.
