Walking a little further down Esplanade, I found more than magnolias.
I wondered if the surveillance camera was in the sculpture sitting on the bench and I remembered that I hadn't had a hamburger at Port of Call since that October of 2005 when I returned to New Orleans after Katrina. Hmmm, maybe it's time for another.
I took a turn up Decatur to see if I might scoop some overalls at a second hand store, but then decided to cross over the French Market and walk up the Moon Walk.
Join me tomorrow for further wanderings and lunch at my favoirte place! I bet you can guess where it is without too much trouble!
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