Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?

Yes, we have finished editing the New Orleans pictures. If you didn't know, Chris and I took a trip to New Orleans for our 5 year anniversary. All the plans were laid out and Chris, Eli, my mom (Eli's babysitter), and I were all set to leave the Monday after Christmas. Two days before we were scheduled to leave my dad pulled a ligament in his chest. He was in a lot of pain and asked my mom to stay home to take care of him.

Chris and I didn't know what to do, but decided to sleep on it. In the morning we talked and decided to take my mom up on her offer to keep Eli with her while we went on the trip. I cried the whole morning packing for me and Eli...I couldn't even look at Chris without tearing up. I bet we wavered in our decision 10 times before we finally left to take Eli to Memamaw's house. I wasn't scared that something would happen to him, I know that my mom can take care of Eli at his worst. I was scared that something would happen to Chris and I. We stayed up until about 3 in the morning finishing up packing and were up at 5:30 to leave for the airport.



I hate to fly. Well, maybe I don't hate it, but I am really, really uncomfortable doing it. Thank God I didn't hear about the attempted plane bombing before we left.

Here is how I passed our flights. I couldn't put this book down. I got it for Christmas last year and I decided to throw it in my bag...if you are looking for a good read you should check it out.




Here is Chris at our first NOLA food experience... VooDoo BBQ. It was soooo good. Really, everything that we ate was excellent...and I have the 7lbs. to prove it. I had a pulled pork sandwich with corn pudding and Chris had a trio of meat BBQ and greens.

That night we ate at Red Fish Grill on Bourbon Street. We had Boudin Balls for our appetizer, Chris had gumbo, and I had a Caesar salad.

Walking around Bourbon Street we found this shirt in a shop. I thought it was appropriate for our 5 year anniversary and made Chris pose with it!

Bourbon Street

The next day we headed to the French Market on the trolley that runs throughout the Garden District (where we stayed), the French Market and the French Quarter. I am sure that it goes other places, but we only took it there. The trolleys were cheap and a wonderful way to get places. However, most of the time we didn't see one or they were packed, so most days we walked from our hotel and back (around 4 miles) to wherever we were going.

For lunch we ate at Coop's place. We really picked it because our cousins' last name is Cooper but it ended up being our favorite place over everywhere we went.

Our food! I had a blacked chicken po-boy with fries and Chris had jambalaya with alligator sausage, shrimp, rabbit and crawfish.

Jackson Square

The Saint Louis Cathedral...

Look at those gorgeous floors!

Shop window on Jackson Square.

Next we headed to Cafe Du Monde for beignets...to me, they tasted just like funnel cake.

We took our beignets and headed to the square garden to feast...

sugar coma...

That night we headed back to the French Quarter...here is a band that was playing on Canal and Bourbon Street.

Canal Street.

The next day was rainy, so we took a quick look at the cemeteries and then went to a mall.

Because New Orleans is below sea level, they use above ground graves. It was really neat to see.

The next day we went to Magazine Street to do some shopping.

We ate at Joey K's. It was one of the restaurants highlighted on Food Network's "Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives" that we heard about.

Chris got red beans and rice.

I got a hamburger and sweet potato fries.

Then we happened upon heaven...Sucre.

Chris chose the "Tiffany" to eat, which is a dark chocolate truffle with a raspberry glaze and raspberry filling. He said that was the second best Tiffany he has ever had...ha. I got a filled chocolate cupcake with carmel icing...it was heaven. We definitely didn't go back the next day for the same thing...nope, not us. :)

For New Year's Eve we headed to Jackson Square where we caught Lady Antebellum in a free outdoor concert and a firework show at midnight over the Mississippi.
Here is a shot of Preservation Hall. We kept seeing alot of art with it so we decided to check it out. It was fabulous and might have been the best thing that we did on our whole trip.

This was New Year's Eve. They dropped a Fleur de Lis instead of a ball from the Jax Beer Brewery.

After our 3 mile walk from Jackson Square back to our hotel, we enjoyed chocolates from Sucre and champagne...it was 3 in the morning.

The next morning (well, maybe I should say later that day), we took a walking tour of the Garden District to see their gorgeous homes.

That night we ate at Emeril's in the Business District.

That night we went to Preservation Hall. It is a jazz joint where they play from 8-11 with no smoking and no drinking. It was absolutely perfect. We were a little bummed that most of Bourbon Street was clubs and pop music. We were relieved to find this little gem.

The band leader, Leroy Jones, has played with Harry Connick, Jr. on a few of his CD's.

The next day we headed about an hour out of town to tour the Nottoway plantation. Can you see us in the mirror? We are total dorks, I know.

Here we are at the Kako Gallery, where we got our one piece of art. Each time we travel, we try to pick some piece of art that was made locally.

The Creole Queen...

We chose to take a tour on the Natchez, the only remaining steam-powered vessel on the Mississippi.

Our last night in the Big Easy, we ate at a La Bayou, and finished the evening at the Blues Cafe.

Hot dog mongers were rampant in the French Quarter, but we didn't drink near enough for one to sound good!

Before we left I made sure to pick up another book for the flight home. I got The Time Traveler's Wife. I just finished it a couple of days ago. It was WONDERFUL. I am making Chris read it now. After he is finished maybe we will see the movie.

We had a really wonderful time. Despite what we had heard we felt very safe while we were there...and we walked alot and most of the time very late at night. There were only two times I didn't feel safe. One time was as we were trying to walk back to our hotel on New Year's Eve, we walked down Bourbon Street with the masses. It is what I imagine a mosh pit is like, but I had this fear that someone would fall and everyone would trample them...I will never go to NO for Marti Gras for that reason. The second time was as we were walking back to our hotel late at night and a man was yelling 3 blocks in front of us walking toward us. He contiuned to yell, but walked passed us. Those and a completle stranger walking up to me and giving me a kiss on New Year's Eve were really the only times that I felt nervous.

Hope you enjoyed the pictures! We really loved the city and hope we get to go back again!