Lady Angel

See the end of this Journal for the explanation of just who this woman is. . . New OrleansI had decided before I left Baltimore for New Orleans that this time I was going to get out of the French Quarter and have a "genuine" New Orleans experience.  Naturally, in my mind, that experience was going to involve jazz, and "real food."  The jazz part is self-explanatory, but when I say "real food" I mean just regular food that non-tourists might eat while in their city.  Well, my first night in New Orleans gave me all that I bargained for. . .
Patrick, my best friend at work, knows all of the funkiest spots in seemingly every city east of the Mississippi River.  (Patrick was once a city-to-city book salesman, and he has the best travel stories of anyone I know)  He had recommended a place called The Mother-in-Law Lounge.  So the day before I left Baltimore I called there to ask if they'd have any live music on the nights that I'd be in town.  As it turned out, I was speaking with the owner - Kermit Ruffins.  I didn't know

At the performance of Kermit Ruffins and the Barbecue Swingers

Bullet's Sports Bar
New Orleans, Louisiana

Nikon D7100, 50mm, f/1.4