Chicory coffee and beignets go together like New Orleans and Café du Monde. This is one of my must-visit places each time I'm in New Orleans.
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Fritzel's European Jazz Pub
Crossing the Atchafalaya River
The E.J. "Lionel" Grizzaffi bridge crosses the Atchafalaya River, connecting Berwick and Morgan City, Louisiana.
The bridge to the north (left in the photos) is the Long-Allen Bridge. A railroad lift bridge sits to the south.
Bon Creole
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| A faded mural covers the front of Bon Creole |
We likely would have never found Bon Creole Lunch Counter on our own. In fact, we had driven past the building a couple times earlier in the day without taking notice; and even when looking for it, missed it on the first pass. Bon Creole came by recommendation of a local: ~ "I make my own Gumbo. My gumbo is the best. I eat the gumbo at Bon Creole."
Inside, we found friendly staff and awesome food. The food was simple, fresh, served in paper and styrofoam, and amazingly delicious.
(It appears that many of my interior photos disappeared in a mid-roadtrip phone exchange. Click the image below for pics on Bon Creole's website.)
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| Photo: Bon Creole |
And to top off the amazing food, is decor that is distinctly Louisiana.
Rip Van Winkle Gardens
On a recommendation from a local, we went out of our way to visit Rip Van Winkle Gardens.
A video about the property is shown in the visitor center. You can watch it here.
First, we toured the Joseph Jefferson Mansion -- an 1870 Southern mansion built for its namesake near Lake Peigneur. Picture-taking was not permitted inside the house, so you'll have to visit yourself to see what's inside.
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| The Joseph Jefferson Mansion (photo by Joseph a) |
After touring the home, we set out to explore the beautiful gardens.
We met a local frog as we walked the gardens. The frog didn't seem to be as happy to meet us as we were to meet it; but it did pose for a couple photos before it went on its way.
From the shores of Lake Peigneur, we saw a chimney sticking out of the water. This chimney belongs to a second house on the property that was destroyed in 1980 when a Texaco oil rig accidentally drilled into the Diamond Crystal salt mine under the lake.
After walking the gardens, we had a bit of difficulty leaving the property. A Jefferson Island resident blocked our exit. Everywhere I tried to drive, this resident walked in front of the car, and stood, and stared at us.
Only after offering him a hug did he move out of the way.
