New Orleans is my essence, my soul, my muse,
and I can only dream that one day she will recapture her glory.
-Harry Connick Jr
I love New Orleans. I love the blatant debauchery of Mardi Gras, the soulful beauty throughout the year. I love the sultry heat. I love that the voices of everyone there seem to sing. I love the food, the music, the tourists and the natives.
I do not love the pictures of me that have been taken there. At least at Mardi Gras. Yes, I was 18 and 19 at the time…. still, I think I’ll spare you. This was the only one I deemed not too humiliating. That’s me at center, Jeff at my right. Don’t ask me how he got all those beads.
This picture was taken at Andrew Jaeger’s House of Seafood on Royal St, a restaurant I’ve visited every time I’ve been in New Orleans; if it still stands and you ever find yourself in that area you must try it.
Do you like how three of us shared the same jar of Manic Panic to dye our hair for the occasion? That’s classy.
Today, I wish I was in New Orleans; instead, I am getting ready to take all three kids for three consecutive dentist appointments. Fun!
Happy Mardi Gras, everyone. Laissez les bon temps roulez.