You all were so lovely with your recommendations and help with my NOLA trip that I just had to give you an update now that the trip is over. I am in love with the city and MUST go back (especially without 15 other bacheloretters to coordinate with).
Just after we got there, my friend sent me this Tom Robbins quote about the city:
“The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans off you is to eat it off. That means beignets and crayfish bisque and jambalaya, it means shrimp remoulade, pecan pie, and red beans with rice, it means elegant pompano au papillote, funky file z’herbes, and raw oysters by the dozen, it means grillades for breakfast, a po’ boy with chowchow at bedtime, and tubs of gumbo in between. It is not unusual for a visitor to the city to gain fifteen pounds in a week—yet the alternative is a whole lot worse. If you don’t eat day and night, if you don’t constantly funnel the indigenous flavors into your bloodstream, then the mystery beast will go right on humping you, and you will feel its sordid presence rubbing against you long after you have left town. In fact, like any sex offender, it can leave permanent psychological scars.”
So in that spirit, I give you a list of all the delightful things that I ate:
- bbq shrimp poboy
- friend green tomatoes
- collared greens
- fried okra
- Shrimp and grits
- red beans and rice
- roast beef poboy (with debris!)
- bread pudding
- bananas foster
- King cake!
- boiled crawfish
- bbq pork ribs
- corn bread
- pulled pork
- jalepeno cole slaw
- as well as countless cocktails including something vile called a hand grenade, something delicious called a sezarac.
Other non food related things that happened:
- Was given the history of the Zulu Social Aid and Pleasure Club by the world’s nicest cab driver
- Did a bayou kayaking tour and it POURED on us while we were in the water. The guide was very amused that all us Californians were so thrilled to be rained on.
- Chatted with NOLA Planned Parenthood volunteers and thanked them for standing out in the heat to raise money and awareness.
- Went on a walking tour of the Garden District and found out I’m way more interested in architecture than I ever thought AND got to see Sandra Bullock’s house (I was already very aware of how interested I am in celebrities).
- Got 12 mosquito bites but NO sunburn HUZZAH!
- Listened to SO MUCH great live music, mostly just out in the street and saw two second lines (did I use that right?)
- Went to the voodoo museum and learned about my new favorite monster: the rougarou
- Did a tour through Lafayette Cemetery #1 and found out our guide used to live in the town I work in, which is a place that’s known for cemeteries. Small world!
- Visited my dad’s favorite dive bar from when he lived in NOLA in the 70s (not the same bar, but definitely still a dive).
Thank you thank you thank you again to everyone who gave me tips and suggestions. It made the trip extra awesome. I am an obsessive, over prepared planner so I turned all the suggestions into a list, which my friends all made fun of me for. But oh, did they change their minds when they found out how useful my dorky list was! Multiple times when we were not sure where to head next, someone in the group would say, “Ask Cat! She must have something on that list of hers.” So thank you to all of you, the true authors of my list!
And to New Orleans, I miss you already and can’t wait to see you again.