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New Orleans 2012 Recap

Above: January 9, 2012… my father and I in attendance at college football’s BCS National Championship Game at the Superdome in New Orleans, Louisiana — wherein my Alabama Crimson Tide shut out the LSU Tigers to win their fourteenth title. I am the blurry one.

Now, three weeks removed from the event, the victory has already receded into the happy distance. Saban has celebrated the win with our fans, and has filled the holes on staff left by coaches departing for other institutions and opportunities. We will now watch with anticipation as signing day approaches. We will keep a semi-interested eye on the NFL draft to see where Trent, Dont’a and others will end up. We will follow the position battles and scrimmages during spring practice. And then it is onward to football season 2012 and the expectation of another championship run. And, seriously, let’s get on that. What have you done for me lately, Nick?

The extended weekend trip to New Orleans was my first since Hurricane Katrina hit the city back in 2005. Some hints of the destruction can still be seen, though we parked our car and walked/rode the streetcar the whole time, and didn’t venture into the Lower Ninth Ward or the other, hardest-hit neighborhoods. In the French Quarter, business and Garden Districts, the evidence is confined to the occasional single-family home that hasn’t been cosmetically repaired or re-painted and the transportation infrastructure that is still spotty (I’m looking at you, pedestrian crossing signals). In all surface-level respects, the Big Easy is as vibrant and pretty and unique as I remember. We slept at the funky, lovely Loft523 (highly-recommended). The food was just as incredible, too. Luckily I was able to work off the calories I consumed by walking for blocks and blocks for three straight days. I made my first-ever (if you can believe it) trip to Cafe Du Monde to sample its beignets and the best cafe au laits I can remember imbibing. And I managed to sneak into Paul Prudhomme’s K-Paul restaurant for a pre-game lunch of turtle soup and a pear salad. The only culinary disappointment was the ACME Oyster Bar — which I remember fondly but has, sadly, become touristy and bland. There was also a rat that scampered across the dining room floor. Ew.

As usual, the walk around the city produced some great photo opportunities — the results of which have slowly begun to populate the galleries at my portfolio site.

Doug Scarborough Photography
Hopefully, it will not be another seven years before I return to the Crescent. Usually one of the measures I take of a place is whether or not I can envision myself living there. I cannot see myself residing in New Orleans. I think the heat of the Mississippi Delta and the noise of the Quarter (though, obviously, there is more to the city than the Bourbon Street barf-fest) would be too much to bear. But it must be a real kick for the folks who call the city their home. The food and the history and the sense of community make New Orleans distinct among U.S. metropolises. I think Mark Twain once said something to the effect that there are only two cities in the USA: New York and San Francisco; and that everywhere else is just Cleveland. New Orleans deserves a spot on that list too.

Fourteen

Fourteen

 

A lot to talk about, of course; mostly football.  Today, however, is much too sad a day for football… and it is late anyway.  So just enjoy the first photograph from my trip to New Orleans.  It is somewhat reminiscent of my "Thirteen" photo from Pasadena two years ago, and also has the distinction of being my first photograph processed entirely on an iPad.  Not sure if I’m digging that method, but again – that’s a discussion for another time.  For what it is worth, the new portfolio is live – though very much a work in progress.  Proceed with caution. 

Happy (half) New Year!

Okay, we all know this isn’t really New Year’s Day.  New Year’s Day has college football, and I haven’t seen one NCAA bowl game today.  So let’s all breathe and we’ll get through this together.  Have a happy New Year’s Day… tomorrow.  And I hope you all enjoyed whatever this weird-ass buffer zone day is.