Crawfish croquettes at Borgne.
Oysters (and fried crab claws - a revelation!) at Felix.
(An awesome lunch; we were turned off by Acme across the street last year - Felix
is the clear winner!)
Two life-changing snappers at GW Fins.
Oh glorious Jazz Brunch at Commander's Palace. Hello lemon ricotta pancakes.
Snack spread at Red Fish Grille. Yes, those are crawfish-stuffed deviled eggs. And...
Award-winning bbq fried oysters. With blue cheese.
Our final meal: po boy's from no 1. rated shop Johnny's.
And beer. Lots and lots of beer.
It's noisy, dirty, sometimes smelly. But it's full of life, music, food, and happiness. And I love our New Orleans for everything that makes her her.*
*If it looks like we didn't do anything but eat and drink, well, you'd be right. Mostly right. We also exercised, on vacation, which I think makes us kind of New Orleans pros. Eat, drink, nap, run, drink, eat, drink, sleep. What more do you need?