Another trip to Faulkner House Books. That place rocks. And the people who run it rock harder. It’s my second time, and I asked for book recommendations again. I always get great ones. It’s such a boutique of a place that it’s hard to get another sort of book-recommendy experience anywhere else. If you are in New Orleans, you know where to go.
(I also almost got caught in a building-waste flood while walking down Pirate’s Alley. It was surreal to have to dodge it, but I did. Here, a photo of the offending pipe after it all dried up, and we went back to the bookstore.)