The Fab Frenchman was the site for a family gathering in recognition of my mother's 85th birthday. Deborah was exceptionally gracious in all pre-travel correspondence. Direct conversations with her, in the context of her beautiful home, were highlights of our stay. Given my mother's age and a relatively recent injury, her mobility - and therefore ours as a group, was somewhat limited. However, with so many opportunities for different views from the home's floor-to-ceiling windows of Frenchman Street/Washington Square, or Deborah's decor or garden - and the general layout of the house, prevented any feeling of confinement. Amazing food, music, and a weekend art alley, made and enjoyed by more locals than tourists, were all within easy walking distance. The proximity to such things also meant the occasional late-night sound of over-served patrons. But this is NOLA after all, not a mountain retreat. With Deborah's attention to detail , upon arrival, she went so far as to provide a package of ear plugs (pink for the gals), in case any of us were light sleepers. Longer trips were easily/cheaply managed via taxi or bicycle cab. Good to know if one's in search of groceries beyond beer, deli and basic staples. Those with better selections of food/wine seem to be a jaunt from the immediate neighborhood - at Rouse's or New Orleans Food Coop. My mother has said that this was her best birthday ever. That's saying a lot for someone her age. I imagine that her birthday wish was to visit again next year.