The Hotel Maison de Ville is located in the French Quarter of New Orleans. Built in 1783, the three-story building was at one time home to Tennessee Williams. My room had antique and period furnishings and a full-size canopy bed topped with a voodoo doll.
A light rain started as I climbed through the window to the balcony of my room at the Hotel Maison de Ville in New Orleans. I felt like a teenager sneaking out after dark for a secret tryst. The air was thick with humidity and the rain broke some of the day’s heat, if only briefly. There was an overhang on the balcony, so I sat outside, feet propped on a table, drinking a café au lait and watching the revelers just one block over on Bourbon Street.
They say some of the hotels in New Orleans are haunted. As soon as I checked into my hotel I started hearing creaking doors opening and a tapping at the window. Never did figure out the creaky doors, but part of the ghost mystery is solved.
While the term “eating local” is a buzz phrase these days, I’ve found in my travels that it has different expressions in various areas of the U.S. So during my rail trip south, in each city I’ll take readers step-by-step through a journey of eating local. From a visit to the farmers’ market, a farm-to-table restaurant and interviews with farmers and…