New Orleans is a strange city. It’s musky, dated, haunted, grimy, lush, all to a soundtrack of street jazz under balmy weather. Yet, nothing can amount the innumerable wonders that adds to the sultriness that will make you mourn the moment you leave. You have your classics. The oysters on a balcony over-looking the ever-so-touristy French Quarters. Yet should you wander enough, you’ll find yourself in many curiosity shops with haunting stories to follow.
Here are some of my favorite haunts (no pun intended). Coffee and beignet at Cafe Du Monde. Date night with BBQ shrimp at Mr. B's, walk through Bourbon Street at night (drinking or not). Buy a spell or two from a voodoo shop. Dig for that perfect vintage dress at Bambi DeVille vintage. Ride the streetcar to Garden District. Do brunch at Surrey's. Walk it off through Magazine St. Spend an hour or two at United Apparel Liquidators. Gather friends over wine and cheese at Bacchanal. Wake up and do breakfast at Bette's Cafe before walking around the French Market. Try on cute sunnies at Krewe with a coffee afternoon pick me up. Get your cards read by Farrey. Head to Frenchman street for the night for dancing and drinks. Tapas and canned food at N7. More Cafe Du Monde at night - decaf of course. Foot massage the night before you leave from all that walking. Finally, close your brunches out at Angeline's or at Café Amelie.