Familiar Faces in New Orleans

One of three sisters

You never know who you'll bump into on Esplanade Avenue.  Sweet dreams are made of a brass band playing the Eurythmics.



The other day, Frau Schmitt and your humble narrator were walking through the French Quarter.  It may have been on Dauphine Street (pronounced Dough-FEEN), or maybe it was on Burgundy Street (pronounced brrr-GUN-dee).  Either way, we saw a statue of an angel under an old plantation home's front stoop.

There are angles in the details

Neither of us knows why the caged bird sings, but Frau Schmitt observed that the angel's face looked familiar.  The first person I thought of, of course, was Tammie, the housekeeper.

Tammie, the housekeeper

I guessed wrong.

The answer was closer to home.  

Angels fall in the French Quarter as often as stars fall on Alabama.  On the 2200 blocks of Esplanade Avenue and Bayou Road, we keep our angels by the front door.  Where streets share a park, the stars align.  We take ours in after dark.

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We also put them on pedestals in the park.  

Goddess of History, Muse of Peace, Gayarre Place

Sometimes, a young lady will be walking down Esplanade Avenue and a gas light will light her face as she passes beneath it.  You know you've seen her before.

St. Joan of Arc

She's the kind of person you'll bump into when you stay at a bed and breakfast on Esplanade Avenue in New Orleans that I can recommend.  

Then, you'll hear a tuba whumping out the time two blocks uptown and you'll join in the second line going down Ursulines.  You'll be dancing like nobody is watching because there are no strangers in New Orleans, only friends you've been lucky enough to meet.  All's well that ends well when it ends in Les Saintes Suite.

Some out-of-focus paintings in Les Saintes Suite

Sweet dreams are made of this.

A votre sante,
La Belle Esplanade bed and breakfast.