On my return from New Orleans, friends asked, “Did you stay in the French Quarter and party on Bourbon Street?” These days, Netflix thrillers fill my nights, with a bowl of popcorn and a glass of Merlot. On a pre-Katrina trip, I heard jazz at Preservation Hall, shopped in Jackson Square, and took a cemetery and voodoo tour. This time around, I feasted my way across Crescent City, but not all in the French Quarter, spending most of my time in the Warehouse District, Central City, Downtown, and the Garden District. Read more here.
