It was my first meal in New Orleans, if you dismiss the scavenged airline crackers I’d eaten for breakfast. Or the two microwave burritos I’d consumed the night before, in a haze of furious hunger only a series of delayed long haul flights from Sydney to New Orleans can bring. And you couldn’t count that cup of black stuff the hotel had poured me when I checked in- that wasn’t coffee, and it never would be.

Food for thought: Miami-style David Whitley learns an invaluable lesson as he takes a round-the-world culinary adventure in Miami.

It’s easy to make the mistake of thinking that Ocean Drive *is* Miami Beach. It’s where most of the posing happens, where the beautiful and the plain weird permanently inhabit the terrace cafés that morph into bars at night. It’s a place where the art of looking laid-back and cool is taken very seriously. After all, this is the Ocean Drive popularised by everyone’s favourite hipster band, the Lighthouse Family.