The first thing me and my sweety did was walk ourselves down to the French Quarter to get some seafood. This was my first experience with the local cuisine. I had a crawfish po-boy which was served to me by a waiter named Reggie Bush. It was delicious. He was not the real Reggie Bush, however.
My delicious Po-boy. Highly recommended.
This is a beer in a tree. It was there for I think, three days.
This is my lovely hotel room in the 100 year old Le Pavillion Hotel. I think the bed was 100 years old too.
The lobby of Le Pavillion
Later that first day... bengeits. French donuts doused in sugar. Need I say more?
Tyson, looking stern and unimpressed.
It tastes better out of glass bottles.
$3 a pop. Worth every penny.
Mr. Lafayette, apparently someone significant in the history of Louisiana.
A "Toasted Katrina."
A riverboat. I thought it was nice.
Something interesting I learned. (dripping with sarcasm)
A shark.
I thought this was hilarious. Apparently something you are not supposed to do when stung by a jellyfish.
Me on the Canal Street Ferry.
Me and a soft shell crab.
Softshell crab, jambalaya, (not so good) black beans and rice, (yum) and gumbo. (excellent)
The restaurant with the gumbo. In a building where Andrew Jackson signed a treaty after the Battle of New Orleans. Very Interesting. Dude! I was in a building that Andrew Jackson was in!
Mostly I just missed these guys, though.
