When I think of New Orleans I think of Gulf Coast, Lake Pontchartrain, levees, the French Quarter, Mardi Gras and good food. Near our hotel is a restaurant called Johnny Trauths where I have been tempted with both shrimp and crawfish. On my first visit to the restaurant I quickly weakened and ordered a pound of boiled shrimp with no regrets. Now when I think of New Orleans I think of that plate piled high with boiled shrimp and the boiled red potatoes and corn on the cob. Last week during one of our overnights, I walked over to dine again. I noticed these posts with the mooring lines, or mawsers as they are sometimes called, along the outside of the restaurant. I liked the patterns and the late afternoon light, so took I took this shot.
