One of the most interesting things about New Orleans is, I think, the doors. They’re colorful, slender and tall, each about 10 feet high (you can tell by how low the doorknob appears in the photos), as if constructed for some super-skinny and long-legged Brazilian model (or an alien). The doors are one aspect of the colorful creole cottages and townhouses built between 1790-1850 throughout the French Quarter, Bywater, Esplande, and Faubourg Marigny, where I stayed in one of them.
Commander’s Palace, a famed restaurant in the Uptown District, had a great pair of indoor doors to the kitchen. Instead of being labeled “in” and “out” or “enter” and “do not enter,” the doors were labeled “yes” and “no” as if part of a quiz show game. Think the correct answer is yes? Then walk through that door!
Louisiana’s culture capital is known for its run-down side, too, which includes plenty of drab cinder-block homes and buildings like the shop below, which sold oysters and po-boys late into the night.
