Decatur Street is a foul sewer in the afternoon sun, running with taxis and buses full of tourists and sanitation trucks full of their leavings, the half-eaten oyster po'boys and vomit scented drink glasses fermenting beneath a cloud of thick with diesal exhuast. We sit at the bar of the Abbey, M and J and I, but don't turn to look outside. M has discovered she loves Ramos Gin Fizzes and Betz is happy to make them, provided we can produce the egss. J has learned that the Central Grocery sells dried cod, an evil sort of fish jerky. I need to finish this draft to make this place of memory complete.
Flood Street 1965 Flood Street A New Orleans journal Dispatches from an imaginary disaster Lakeview The Last Mardi Gras The Parish Ninth Ward The Tree-Shaded Avenues The River New Orleans • disaster • Katrina • memoir • Louisiana • history • Hurricane Katrina • flood • St. Bernard • hurricane • levee By Mark Folse, publisher of Wet Bank Guide N.B. I fixed some broken links on 1-27-06. Sorry. mf Some edits to one of the pieces on 10-2-06