Old Ursuline Convent
In 1727, 12 Ursuline nuns arrived in New Orleans to care for the French garrison's 'miserable little hospital' and to educate the young...
Within the shopping arcades of forgettable souvenirs, mediocre art and overrated food, it’s easy to forget that for centuries this was...
The only dedicated lesbian bar-club in the city is often busy and plays one of the best track lists in the Quarter.
Angeli on Decatur
Great philosophers have long debated one of the most pressing of human questions: what makes a late-night place great? We humbly submit:...
Lonely Planet review
The riffraff congregating in this atmospheric Decatur St dive tend to dress in black. The place has a faded and jaded port-of-call feel to it, with blasé bartenders, transient hipsters and shifty-looking characters. You needn’t be pierced or tattooed to fit in, but a little Joe Strummer swagger won’t hurt. The jukebox reflects these sensibilities, but also includes rocking sides by the original Man in Black. And if you’re seeking Lee Hazelwood’s brand of trouble, the juke here has that covered, too. At least stop by for a shot of Jack if you’re prowling the Lower Quarter.