Once upon a time, in a land of culinary delights…
was a group of well-connected citizens that desired to provide a fallen despot with a safe house.
It would be a peaceful place, without drama, but with groupies- he desired groupies.
The mayor of the city offered his residence.
Renovations were well underway when a courier arrived with a message:
“The Emperor is dead.”
Far be it for these loyal citizens to waste a perfectly good piece of real estate, so they opened a bar.
It’s New Orleans after all.
|Photo: credited to Todd Leckie
In addition, the The Cabildo Museum in New Orleans is in possession of Napoleon’s death mask.
I stopped by to take a look.
|A Small head with a large nose.
As I understand it- he was constantly
trying to prove all of his appendages were large.
|He liked his horses blonde, his women to take a saddle,
and his dominion vast.
What a character!