Seven Seas Bar and Grill
"Somwthing tells me the Seven Seas Bar doesn't appreciate you bringing it up, but what do I know?"
I should have mentioned that it was over thirty years ago. If the Seven Seas Bar and Grill (let alone the game) still exists then I'm Barnacle Bill.
No, there was no frisking and no metal detector. The guys were all pretty well over forty for the most part, and were no doubt involved in various and sundry illegal schemes. I worked a week on and a week off as a deckhand/mate on an oil rig tender. There was a free ferry down at the foot of canal street and inevitably when my week off was over I'd be riding it and then walking the dusty road to the pickup place to go back to work, penniless.
I think Presevation Hall still exists, right next to Pat O'brien's, which claims to be the home of the first Hurricane. You'd get your drink and carry it next door to Preservation Hall and sit on the floor or stand and listen to the best Dixieland since Jelly Roll Morton and Louis Armstrong. It cost a buck to sit as well as stand, but if there were no seats left you had your choice.
If you have ever seen the movie "Cincinatti Kid" there is a piano player in the jazz band named Sweet Emma Barrett. I watched her play there, in Presevation Hall a couple of times. She had had a stroke and could only play with one arm. New Orleans aint what it used to be since they took to marketing the panache - the ambience, to personality of the place.
But you can still find the bouree games on the backwoods bayou, I reckon.
