The centerpiece of our plan for today was to walk around the French Quarter in the morning, then a jazz “brunch” at 12:30, and go to the Riverfront for the afternoon and dinner.
About 15 minutes before we were all supposed to leave the sky opened and it started pouring. So a quick series of texts ensued, and we scrapped the morning plan. I passed some time in the hotel lobby, where there was a Sunday brunch thing being entertained by a harpist.

We reconvened just after noon to walk to our brunch. This took us through the middle of the French Quarter.
There are many Jazz Brunches, and indeed much jazz, in New Orleans. The jazz brunch at Arnoud’s Jazz Bistro is well known: it’s a place where locals go for special occasions, and tourist go because it’s well known. The setup is a large dining room, furnished in a very traditional style, with gigantic painted portraits of the owner and his wife on the wall. Many of the patrons are dressed in their Sunday finest – dresses, sport coats, etc. They actually have a published dress code, which forbids shorts, collar-less t-shirts, athletic attire or shoes, etc. (1)

You get a three course meal at a combined price, and three strolling musicians playing a variety of standards, pop and jazz tunes. The guitjo (2) player and alto Saxophone player had no trouble getting around the crowded room, but the double bass player found it more complicated. He had to lift his instrument up high to get between the tables.

Our plan for the morning had been to explore the French Quarter and then go to the Riverfront area. The rain scotched the exploration part, but we did get to walk into the Quarter to get to Arnoud’s, and then through it again to get to the Riverfront area. The Riverfront is mostly a long park that skirts the Mississippi, anchored at both ends by shopping. The park itself – the Woldenberg Riverfront Park – is named after Malcolm Woldenberg, a philatrothropist who made his money in the liquor business after moving to New Orleans from Montreal in 1941.

The park also has pavilions, boat docks and some statuary. Among the areas is a Holocaust Memorial.
Everyone was pretty tired after walking to and through the park, so we sat down and did a little group planning about our itinerary for the upcoming days. A key decision was dinner tonight, and we all agreed on Meril, where Sally and I had eaten Friday afternoon. So we trouped back to our respective hotels to rest and cleanup, and then enjoyed a casual dinner.
We had walked down Bourbon Street Saturday night, but as I wrote, the crowds made it very difficult to enjoy. Also, I was with a group and didn’t want to hold everyone up while I scouted for photos. So after dinner I took myself and my camera back to Bourbon Street. It’s only a 10 minute walk from our hotel to the edge of the French Quarter and the beginning of Bourbon Street.

While New Orleans is known for jazz, most of the music in the bars on Bourbon Street is rock, with some blues, funk and pop mixed in. Many of the bars have no cover or minimum on Sunday (3), so I was able to sample a number of bands. Two or three were very good; several others were just okay.

I’m not a big bar scene participant, so the way the bands try to make money was new to me. They all have Venmo along with tip jars. They also have systems where you can make a request, along with the tip you’re willing to pay if they play it. The request list is displayed on large screens, mostly with $20 tip pledges. I suspect that these were just seeding the pot, much the way dropping 10s or 20s in the tip jar would be, because I didn’t hear any of the displayed songs actually played.
As I said, it was not nearly as crowded as Saturday night, but there were still plenty of people of all ages enjoying themselves.

(1) I wore a golf shirt with a collar and black jeans, and felt very comfortable. But I’m pretty casual in my dress.
(2) A “guitjo” is an instrument that is shaped like a banjo, but strung and tuned like a guitar. So guitar players can easily create sounds similar to what a banjo makes without having to learn new fingerings.
(3) I don’t know if the situation is different on Friday or Saturday nights.







































































