Between the Moon and New Orleans

We haven't used this picture in a while

When you get caught between the moon and New Orleans, the best that you can do---THE BEST THAT YOU CAN DO---is fall in love.

It is easy to fall in love with New Orleans.  It is easy to fall in love in New Orleans.  It is easy to fall in love in New Orleans on top of falling in love with New Orleans.  It is easy to fall in love all over New Orleans.  Wanna fall in love?  Stay at La Belle Esplanade, in New Orleans.

It is easy to fall in love, well, period, really, wherever you are.  It takes two to tango and the right setting, but that has nothing to do with this next clip, which has nothing to do with anything but a fond regard for Jerry Lewis.  Just hit play and keep reading.  There is nothing memorable to watch here...



And then there's Falco.

We only include today's Jerry Lewis reference because a regular reader, who shall remain unnamed (Hi, Kevin), has come out publicly as not being a Jerry Lewis fan.  I can't blame him.  I'm not a particularly great fan of Mr. Lewis, myself.  Neither is Frau Schmitt, who is German by birth, not French.  Frau Schmitt is usually right about these things.

What about Elvis?



Today, we are blessed to have a couple who were married in Las Vegas staying with us.  They weren't married by Elvis nor by an Elvis impersonator, but, whenever I think of Vegas, I think of Elvis.  Whenever I think of Elvis, I think of the Rolling Elvi, a krewe of Elvis impersonators who ride motor scooters in Mardi Gras parades in New Orleans.  You see, there is always a thread that binds these posts together whether you realize it or not.  Be patient, dear reader, your humble narrator will tie the whole shebang together in the end one way or another.

If your brain is flaming and you don't know which way to go, you can always choose the obvious place to stay in New Orleans: some hotel in the French Quarter.  

Have a good time.  Plenty of people do.  You'll be one of them.  There is nothing wrong with that.  When you're walking around the French Quarter nursing a Hand Grenade, think of me, please.  That's all I ask.

Cooler heads usually prevail.  If you take the time to do a little research, maybe you'll make a reservation at the #1-ranked inn in New Orleans, and you'll find yourself staying at La Belle Esplanade.  We only have five suites.  If you are tempted (and you should resist every temptation but the one to stay somewhere good memories are made every day) make a reservation early.  We're a small boutique operation and we fill up far in advance.  

Well, we could talk about this all day.  As Kevin likes to say, and as Elvis used to like to say, too, enough of all this conversation.  Let's get to the satisfactioning....



When are you coming to New Orleans?  When are you going to visit La Belle Esplanade?  When are you going to really fall in love?  Don't you prefer a little more fire and a little less spark?

À votre santé,
La Belle Esplanade
...where the rest comes easy.