Well, we are back in DC safe and sound after yet another wonderful trip to New Orleans (our 15th in the last 20 years, we think). As always, the main point of going is simply to recharge the batteries and refresh the mind.
Three days is just the right amount of time. We had some great dinners (especially the one at our new find,
Iris, in the French Quarter where we dined al fresco by the pool). We spent some time with Paul's brother, Jim, and his wife Risa. We hung out with some of our old friends Sarah and John, with whom we've gone to the Fest before. [That's them in the picture -- this is one of a series we have of standing with our feet "on a log" at Jazz Fest. Shudder to think what the series looks like!]
And, of course, we heard great music. We've posted some of the video clips already of some of the great music we heard. Others, like the Pfister Sisters and Nicholas Payton will have to go uncovered. But here is a last taste -- late Sunday on a sterling beautiful day (80s, partially cloudy, no humidity) Bruce Springsteen took the stage for a 2 1/2 hour set. We saw the first hour and then began the long journey home. Good news though -- we'll see him again in DC on September 14th when he comes to Nationals Stadium.
