Where y’at from New Orleans

“Where y’at” is what I would say to you today if we crossed paths on the street. This expression means “How are you?” in the Big Easy. That is right, I am on a well deserved little getaway in New Orleans as we speak.

A friend and I are here for a week to visit another dear friend who recently moved here for a job. We will feast and drink, seek out alligators in the bayous, stroll through plantations, practice voodoo ceremonies and dance to Zydeco music in Acadia while eating some boudin.

And we will gain many pounds even if we walk all day. Boiled crawfish, gumbo, jambalaya, bananas foster, muffalettas, oysters, snowballs, beignets, pralines, king cake, alligator, turtle soup (finally), okra and po’ boys are just a sampling of the local specialties we are planning on devouring.

And yes, there will be at least one post minimum showcasing my week of gluttony. “Awrite, den”.

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