Written in 1938, when a thriving voodoo cult could be found in Congo Square and sixty cents bought lunch at Galatoire"s, this unique introduction to America"s most mythical, mysterious city has never been surpassed. The New Orleans it describes was still a half-European, half-American mélange, a sultry meeting ground for (in the guide"s phrase0 "the imps, the pimps, and the shrimps," with a characteristic "liberal attitude toward human frailties."