Beads, King Cake, and the Ghosts of the Bayou.

I can smell beignets in the air, hear the scream of a steel guitar. There’s a guy on the corner waving me down, fully clad in his waiters uniform, a wide smile pulled across his face. That place? They’ve got the best food in the Quarter. You’ll only know if you try it. A block…

Photofile: Eastern State Penitentiary

I’ve recently come home from a trip to the Washington DC/Philadelphia area, and one of our stops was the Eastern State Pen. I didn’t really know much about the place other than the conditions were brutal and that it was featured on one of my guilty pleasures, Ghost Adventures. Naturally, when I caught wind the…