A Special Cinco de Mayo
Trip Start Apr 30, 2010
52Trip End Sep 05, 2010
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When we got back to the city, the streets were as usual humming,maybe even more than usual since it was Cinco de Mayo. I've always liked this holiday, because I like a good underdog story, and the rag tag Mexicans overcoming twice as many more skilled and organized French is about as good as it gets. I also like holidays that have Coronas, Daquiris and Nachos as integral celebratory tools.
Bourbon of course was boozily boisterous with a little extra caliente flair (read: Hand scrawled signs pasted in windows advertising cheap Corona or Margaritas for Cinco de Mayo). We decided to roam towards the Blacksmith Shop again and see what it was like by night. Turned out to be the perfect choice!
Back to the Shop - VooDoos and Live Piano
The Shop was completely dark save for a votive candle or two on each table, and playful piano drifted from the back section of the bar
The piano in the back was surrounded by a mix of bargoers, their stools pulled up to the baby grand, their drinks resting right on top of it. A lady with pin straight blond hair was bantering and taking requests from her intimate audience, with laughter and a Louisiana twang in her gravelly voice. We watched from a small table in the corner for a while. The spectators, a mix of locals, some British tourists, a Finnish businessman and a cute recently engaged couple, were almost as entertaining as the singer.
When a couple of stools freed up, we made our way over and placed our Styrofoam VooDoos alongside and assortment of half-finished drinks, flickering candles, and ash trays (they still smoke inside here). The singer cycled through song after song, easily shifting from lonesome melodies to upbeat jangly tunes. Moondance, Paint it Black, Piano Man, Me and Bobby McGee, Son of a Preacher Man, and a handful of local Louisiana classics new and old that we didn’t know, but some patrons sang along with her. People came and went from the piano, singing along, sipping their drinks, sharing stories, all by candlelight in near darkness.
What a night.