Did You Miss Me?
We exchanged this:
We didn’t go for Mardi Gras, but left the Friday after. We rarely celebrate Valentine’s Day on the day. This year we had two airline tickets that had to be used by the end of the month. I let Harold choose where we’d go and he chose our favorite city. We think this makes our 5th trip including our honeymoon. That’s just how much we love this city.
The town was still dressed for Mardi Gras and boy are they ever crazy for dem Saints! We arrived Friday afternoon and after checking into our hotel we went to:
New Orleans is the adult Disney World. You can have loads of fun just people watching. We ate at Sammy’s and I told Harold that it would be unseemly for a grown woman to whimper over a meal and proceeded to do just that. I had the seafood pasta with shrimp, oysters and crawfish in a white wine sauce. Then we just walked the Quarter reacquainting ourselves with it.
Saturday we did some sightseeing and I visited two knitting shops. But we had the most fun at the 2nd line for “the Curse”. We’d both heard of the curse, but a local explained it to us. 40 years ago a disc jockey Buddy Dii said the Saints would never win the Super Bowl. Fast forward 40 plus years later and they do. The second line was complete with casket, mourners and jazz band. It was like being caught up in a human wave. Surprisingly, no one was hurt and there were no reports of violence. N’awlins knows how to throw a party!
Sunday more sightseeing, but that evening we went to Olivier’s’, a Creole restaurant in the Quarter. On our honeymoon, the owner of the B&B where we stayed recommended it to us. If I whimpered Friday I was almost in tears. For starters we had fried eggplant with shrimp, crawfish and chicken andouille sausage in a pepper sauce. I’m so glad the waitress didn’t bring the rolls until we were done. I’d have embarrassed my parents and sopped up the gravy! I had the broiled, stuffed catfish while Harold had the salmon crab cakes with a green onion aioli. He’s still talking about it! I can truthfully say I’ve never had a bad meal in New Orleans and Lord knows I’ve tried.
Monday another knitting shop and home. It was the perfect midwinter break. I can’t wait to do it again!