WHEN SOMEONE SAYS “ NEW ORLEANS,” what comes to mind? If you’ve only done the classic blowout Mardi Gras tour, probably not much. Maybe a sloshed-down go cup, a sequined mask, streaks of purple, yellow, and green, and oh-my-gosh, the crazy people out on Bourbon Street. Zip up the pants, buddy! Sheesh. Or perhaps you’ve come to know the city in some of its other guises: the Birthplace of Jazz, the Cradle of Creole, the All-Night Throbbing Heart of Heat and Passion.
In recent years I’ve become acquainted with a secret side of the city, largely the domain of local residents: the magical New Orleans of families and children. Ever since they were small enough to be carried in backpacks, I’ve schlepped my sons, Hayes and Vince (now nine and seven), to Mardi Gras, where the parades—colorful floats, marching bands, and flying beads and doubloons—set the stage for a rip-roaring family party. But there has never been enough time during carnival for the other stuff we love to do, so we end up going back later in the year for another weekend. Listed below are some of the highlights of Big Easy, Jr.
The Audubon Zoo (6500 Magazine Street), near Tulane, is one of the best in the country: 1,600 animals in free range–style displays spread out among azaleas and shady oaks. We have yet to tire of its swamp exhibit—a re-creation of a cypress swamp and the Cajun lifestyle that flourishes around it—mostly because it is home to an uncanny, oddly lovable pair of rare white non-albino alligators, found ten years ago as hatchlings up the road in Houma. They look almost extraterrestrial with their knobby white skin, blue eyes, and long seeming-smiles. New this year at the Audubon (but open only from March to September) is a butterfly house where you walk among flurries of exquisite butterflies, loose all around, even landing on you: blue morphos, monarchs, lacewings, owls, tigers, zebras, and many others.
The zoo is linked to the Aquarium of the Americas downtown by a fun Mississippi riverboat ride called the Zoo Cruise; you can buy a combination ticket for the boat ride and either or both of the main attractions. The aquarium, at 1 Canal Street, features a Caribbean reef you walk through via a glassed-in tunnel, a stunning black-light display of jellyfish, a 400,000-gallon saltwater Gulf of Mexico exhibit complete with an oil rig, an IMAX theater, and Vincie’s personal favorite, baby nurse sharks you can pet. A sibling of the zoo alligators lives there too.
If your group craves adventure, you can go from the swamp exhibit to a real swamp tour, a boat ride complete with alligators, wildlife, and Cajun ambience. For more information, call Jean Lafitte Tours (504-592-0560) or Cypress Swamp Tours (504-581-4501).
The Louisiana Children’s Museum (420 Julia Street) is always crowded and crazy and full of school and day-care groups, but we can’t forgo the beloved “ball thing” (called the Lab by the museum), a room-size Rube Goldberg contraption that involves rushing around to operate a variety of levers, pumps, and other simple machines that propel wooden balls through tracks and tubes and tunnels running every which way. The museum is in the warehouse district, among art galleries and down the street from Emeril’s (800 Tchoupitoulas), a fantastic restaurant that serves contemporary New Orleans cuisine. You should probably save it for a kid-free New Orleans weekend. En famille, stroll a few blocks into the Central Business District to the famous Mother’s (401 Poydras Street), a funky poorboy paradise of great renown. Hayes recommends the Debris roast beef sandwich. Vincie goes for the classic fried-shrimp poorboy.
The original streetcar runs up St. Charles Avenue through the Garden District, and now there’s a French Quarter line as well, an old-timey trolley with wooden benches, shiny poles, and open windows. Not far from the end of the line uptown is the Camellia Grill (626 South Carrollton Avenue), famous for pecan waffles and extremely decorous counter service in a classic Deep South soda fountain setting. The Rock’N’Bowl (4133 South Carrollton Avenue) is a den of iniquity—bowling, music, and food—with fun for all ages, and Tipitina’s (501 Napoleon Avenue) has Cajun dancing and free red beans and rice on Sunday afternoons.
Weirdly, the same kid who’s scared of alligators is an aficionado of New Orleans’ above-ground cemeteries. Try distributing disposable cameras and letting the kids photograph the statuary and