Up early for a Saturday we headed out for breakfast. Grabbing some fruit beer for the walk we went to Coulis for breakfast. The orange juice we ordered to make mimosas was more expensive than the prosecco we had picked up. The food though was great & very filling. Stefan & I opted for the house special of Shrimp & Grits. After a leisurely sit down we headed down Magazine Street yet the bars weren't even open yet. This allowed Emily to do some rapid shopping before we took the bus to the French Quarter. Luckily the only rain of the day came when we were on the bus as well. We spent the day popping from bar to bar trying not to spend too long out in the sun as it was very hot. We visited Napoleon House, a random bar called Buffas with live Jazz where we were the youngest people by a country mile. Now in the Marigny area we had some great cocktails at a fully air conditioned bar named after the area. Lunch was a highlight at Dat Dog where I had a delicious Alligator dog. This had been recommend by Alison from Soul Cycle. Emily practiced her narration using the subtitles on a NASA suspicious files show. Her some helping of French fries shared with ourselves was not the best lunch decision on our drinking day. Perhaps a desire for the stage coming through though?! Some Jazz was called for after lunch. We went to the spotted pig jazz club and listened to some music. After this bar I got hustled out of $20 by Dan the Shoe Man. I won't tell you how. I don't wanna put the poor lad out of work. Late afternoon, we came back and chilled out in the pool for a couple of hours. This time Stefan & I got to practice our narration skills. We took turns reading extracts from Emily's book in different languages from around the world. I think I won best British accent. St least I hope I did.
We opted to go to Magazine Street for dinner at a restaurant called Basin. We shared half a dozen cooked oysters and a dozen raw oysters that were extremely tasty. For entrées Emily & I both had the snapper & Stefan the Catfish. The snapper was amazing as was the veg that came with it. With relative ease we deboned the snapper, accompanied by some corn on the cob. Not as fresh as Pennay corn, of course, but good nonetheless. After such a delightful meal Stefan and Emily asked our waitress what the desserts were like. She explained that they were homemade by the chefs mother. After such a description who could refuse. The banana rum cake with ice cream was a great way to finish the meal. Needless to say wine accompanied the meal. The day was beginning to take its toll on me, but we pressed on down Magazine, to a bar offering free espresso cocktails that evening. Even though we were given tokens for three each. One was enough with the day we had had. After some discussion I was persuaded to head to Bourbon Street for one drink. To walk down to get a sense of what a Saturday night was like there. I managed to enjoy my large beer walking through the crowds without having to deal with big queues in some of the bars along the way. It had some similarities to Benidorm and southern Spain just without the English stag & hens. There were some of these groups but not from England. Which probably explained why we only saw to girls passed out on the street during our sightseeing walk. Also the music being played was much better in all the bars. They had more than three songs for a start.
Perhaps not the crazy night time activity others get up to in New Orleans. I was very happy though with my day session. We all made it home & were in bed by 10:30.