Q. Why did you choose [to live in] New Orleans?
A. There’s a place, about five minutes from our house by way of Carrollton Avenue, called Rock ‘n’ Bowl. That’s where we went last night. Wednesday and Thursday nights are zydeco nights, and there is usually a first-rate zydeco band—we once saw Beau Jacques here on a 1998 visit—and a crowd that’s black and white, and young and old. We made a trip out to the dance floor, but mostly we watch, because everyone else seems to dance so well. Also, if you don’t want to dance at all, there is bowling. Eighteen lanes. Who wouldn’t want to live in a city that has Rock ‘n’ Bowl? We stayed for only one set this time, but it ended well after midnight.
—Rob Walker, “To New Orleans,” Letters from New Orleans