Oyster Shells, Schwegmann's, and Sweet Dave
September 16, 2004
I haven't been to New Orleans since 1976, when the circus I was with played Metairie, Louisiana. Metairie's just outside New Orleans proper. I remember the circus lot distinctly -- it was a really rotten lot, covered in broken up oyster shells that crunched underfoot everywhere you walked. If you got one of the shards in your shoe you could do some serious foot damage. The lot was right next door to the largest grocery... Read more →