I've had dozens of cherishable moments living in New Orleans. They happen all the time...how can they not in a place where a parade or a song can spring up at any time, for any reason at all? This summer is a precious and tense time, because we're losing animals, coastline, food, and traditions. We're celebrating everything and keeping one eye on the weather channel.
The past few weeks have been filled with marvels for me. Truly, it's way too hot to do anything outside or even go anywhere, but we keep doing and going, and we keep getting rewarded for it. For instance, the New Orleans Oyster Festival, which was held June 5-6 in the French Quarter. We went on Sunday afternoon, after the rain cooled the air down. And it was actually pleasant--so pleasant that we decided to find something fun to do in the Quarter after the festival shut down at 6:00 p.m. More on that in a minute. First, the food:
Turtle soup from the Court of Two Sisters. Turtle soup is delicious. I know it sounds bizarre to some folks, but trust me--it tastes like really really rich chili.
