To say I was looking for the real New Orleans is perhaps an unfair statement, considering that Bourbon Street, despite all of its annoyances, is just as real as anything else in the Crescent City. But for music and culture, it just wasn't the New Orleans I was looking for.
I'm standing in a land of culinary legends with steaming bowls of turtle soup, plates of deliciously seasoned Louisiana blue crabs, Creole cochon de lait, and too many delectable desserts to imagine swirling past on the raised trays of waiters.
Last weekend the NBA All-Star Game came to New Orleans. If you were one of the thousands to make the trip to the Big Easy and hang out on Bourbon Street, you no doubt saw one kind of New Orleans. Like the Green Zone in Iraq, offering salsa lessons and satellite television, this is an area of unreality. But many see economic investment in the NOLA tourist center as critical to economic revival.
SIGH OF RELIEF? Can we all breathe easier now? All I can tell you is maybe. Frankly I was really very surprised another shoe didn't drop after last week's little firestorm. Aside from subprime lenders like New Century and NovaStar, which have absolutely torpedoed, the market was simply repriced down 4 percent or so. Which considering the insane gains we've reaped over the past six months is hardly anything to complain about.
SI.com: Blame gameupdated: Thu Jan 18 2007 11:56:00
You can tell a lot about a person by the way they read about sports: not just what kind of fan they are, but also their view of human history. It all comes down to this: do you read the game recap first, or do you go straight to the box score?
Hurricane Katrina and the flooding that followed devastated many homes, buildings and, in some cases, entire neighborhoods, leaving residents and government officials to decide whether -- and how -- to rebuild.