Today was about a lot of missed connections. We headed towards the garden district to take a closer look at the antique homes and mansions along Saint Charles on the way visit the famous Lafayette Cemetery. I took what I thought was a whole slew of pictures, as I’m want to do, before I realized that the my iPhone camera wasn’t working. Boo! I figured out the problem and got some good shots at the cemetery, which was fascinating.
Next, we headed over to the Commander’s Palace. This brightly hued restaurant is nestled right in the historic neighborhood. I had wanted to at least have a drink there, but as we approached the door, we noticed a plaque listing the dress code, with which we were not in line.
Oh well, we decided to switch gears and get a Lyft over to the Audubon Zoo. This is reputed to be one of the best in the country! As we waited for our ride, we noticed a shorts clad couple waltzing right into Commander’s. We suddenly realized the the sign was also an antique and didn’t apply anymore. D’oh!

CLOSED!
No worries, we had other plans now. Oh, but guess what? The zoo is closed on Mondays. Oof Magoof. Okay, we still had our ride so we asked him to take us to Magazine street. A friend’s daughter has a French restaurant there we wanted to try anyway…
My word, I’m usually good at this planning thing, guys. I believe we walked a bit then took the trolley to the French Quarter. Now we really needed lunch and a drink. I made double sure this place was open.
This place was came highly recommended. It’s a dive bar to beat all dive bars. It was dark, dirty with a no-nonsense bartender at the helm.
The barkeep gave us the run down on specials. We pretty much just ordered what she told us to.
All the food here was beyond amazing. Some of the best we had all trip. The place itself was held together with dirt and love. The kitchen was a lean-to against the building. Goes to show that passion for feeding people fresh, well crafted food is all you need.
We set about looking for more music and a souvenir to mark the trip.
During the run up to this trip someone told me (I don’t recall who. Maybe a bartender?) that we must go to Preservation Hall for Jazz. I remember him saying, quite deadpan, that it was life changing. Can’t argue with that. The shows here run about every hour or so. We queued up.
The space is teeny tiny with only bench seating and a few cushions on the floor. There is no food or drink served and no photography allowed.
This was indeed life changing. Hearing jazz performed by life-long New Orleans musicians was just we reason made this trek. Thank you, anonymous person whom I don’t recall!
Many hours had passed, so we started back towards our B&B. On the way we passed such a beautiful spot, we couldn’t help but stop in.
We got a couple appetizers. This gumbo was presented table side.
This was a nice stop. Pricey but really elegant. Now, back to walking towards the B&B. Earlier, one of our drivers recommended the Avenue Pub, which was also quite near our room.
They were having a buy one get one deal on beer at this time as well as food. We grabbed a a couple local beers upstairs. We would have stayed for an extra round and a bite, but there was a woman at the bar that was so loud and obnoxious, she made made my ears buzz. We couldn’t take it, even at these bargain prices.
We still hadn’t really eaten in a while. I mean really eaten. Where else to go than the pizza joint right under our room?
So this was a day that was rife with unexpected turns. Heck, as I typed up this blog, I lost half of the content that didn’t save properly. I guess it really was cursed. Let’s count our blessings though. There was plenty of food and music which was the whole goal of the trip, right?
Just a post script…
We had just enough time the next day for a nice lunch before our flight back home. We made it back to La Petit Grocery after all. Our friend is so proud of his daughter’s place and right he should be. It was exquisite!

I expected a doughnut with crab throughout, but it was more like crab rangoon in a beignet. So creamy and delicious.

I ordered the Butterscotch Pudding for dessert. I have fond memories of this as a kid. It was delightful!
Then the chef sent out two more desserts… I wish he knew that I’d rather have more crab beignets!