These are mostly restaurant related and maybe not quite as unique as the voodoo group from yesterday. Still, they caught my fancy. Tommorrow it’s on to something different.
Note: Take notice of the gas lamp in the first photo. These lovely lamps are scattered everywhere in the French Quarter, lending an old-fashioned, warm feeling to the streets.

I have several day’s worth of signs to share with you. I found them interesting. I usually take photos of things that other people walk right on by. Like doors, windows, architectural details. There were plenty of all those things to keep my camera happily clicking away. So, be prepared over the next week to see New Orleans through my camera lens. Here are today’s signs. Let me know what you think!

Oysters. Raw. Icy cold. On the half-shell. Oh my. Just look at the size of those babies! I have to admit, before our trip to New Orleans I was not a particular fan of raw oysters. Sure, I’ve had them before when we lived in France. I remember them as being unchewable and tasting of salt water brine, and mostly let them slide right down my throat without ever touching my teeth. I remember them as being somewhat small. Nothing like the oysters to be had in the Acme Oyster House. Yum. Sheer ambrosia! Delectable, and definitely not chewy or briny despite their large size.

It’s just a tiny restaurant off Bourbon Street, but it was always packed with customers. We ate oysters there several times sitting at the bar, and they were delicious time after time. I wish we could have eaten there every day but we had other commitments. Next time I’ll plan to eat there more often. They can be very addicting! Now, now. I see some of you out there turning up your noses at the mere thought of eating raw oysters. To you I say, don’t knock ‘em ‘till you’ve tried ‘em. Acme’s oysters will turn those thoughts right around. Trust me.