Tuesday, June 26, 2007

New Orleans III







Okay, this post should finish it up. I just got a call from Rob telling me that he won't be home until 1, so I figure, what the heck, I might as well do something while I'm up. Now when I left off, michelle had just gotten her luggage. That was good huh, well Thursday night we had reservations for the famous resturant called "Nola" that is owned by the famous chef Emeril. Kami was not happy about missing it, but was 'home' in bed. Poor lady! So Michelle, Shelly and I went to Nolas and it was probably the nicest resturant I've ever been to...as far as being like a 5 star resturant. The sat us down and all and when michelle got up to go the the bathroom they escorted her there. I totally wish I had a picture of her face when this happened. She didn't go again while we were there b/c she didn't want it to happen again!

We all decided to order the same thing which was buttermilk battered fried chicken on top of mashed sweet potatos with a ham cream gravy and topped with sauteed sugar snap peas.Truthfully, it wasn't that great. THe chicken was good, but the sweet potatos were definately sweet making the combination rather interesting. After dinner we had dessert. We didn't really have a choice. They cleared our table of everything, then brought us out dessert menus and new glasses of water all in one quick motion and said "now what would you like for dessert?" We were all kind of taken back by this and decided we didn't really have an option, so we decided to share an apple pie w/ ice cream. It actually came with cinnimon ice cream, but we were a little nervous about it b/c of the sweet potatos, so we substituted it for vanilla. How plain, I know, but it was good!


On the way back we stopped at some of the souviner shops and caught this memorable moment! Notice that Shelly is sporting beads as well. However, we never were quite sure how she got them...


Saturday morning we slept in rather late and truthfully I don't know what we did before our lunch and learn that was at noon. So at noon, we had the lunch and learn which was actually very beneficial. It was tittled "Marketing yourself in a competative profession". There were about 4 other hygienists that gave us a lot of really good tips. Unfortunately we had to leave early in order to sell at the DH Marketplace where a lot of groups from different states sell things to earn money for their program. I actually bought a super cute watch from Kentucky DHA and I even got 5 dollars off b/c the battery wasn't working. It actually still isn't working. :) Everytime someone asked me what time it was I'd say 4:00. Ha ha ha, (I'm so funny) Anyhow, after the market place we were spent, so we went up and took a nap for a couple of hours.


When we woke up, it was about 7:20 and we decided we'd meet Shelly and go to dinner. We went to a cute little cafe at the end of Decatur. They had a nice jazz band.



Our waiter there was really nice. His name was Von and he was great. It was totally opposite from the night before at Nolas and it was quite tranquil. In fact, we weren't even asked if we wanted dessert. But when we asked another waiter if they had dessert, he said "um..yeah, we have bread pudding and um, vanilla ice cream." Wow, what a choice! We got a kick out of that and decided we'd find somewhere else to fight our sugar craving.


We ended up at Bubba Gumps shrimp house. It's all based off of the movie Forest Gump. It was a great atmosphere and the dessert was so fantastic!



We didn't do to much on Sunday. We stopped and got more of our yummy pralines that we'd been eating all week then had a PoBoy sandwich for lunch. I actually had red beans and rice b/c I heard it was so good down in the south. It was good, but not amazing. Afterwords we went to the river to ride the free ferry across and that was fun. This is Michelle and I before we went across.


On the way over we met a DH from New Orleans and she told us that they were having a really neat farmers market at the end of the French Quarter on Decatur st, so we hopped back on the ferry and went back.

I unfortunately don't have any pictures of the farmers market, but I think thats when it hit Michelle and I that we wanted to go home. The stuff was awesome, but there were a lot of people in a small place, it was hot, and seriously so many people smoke! We stayed for about an hour then went back to the hotel to get our stuff and catch a taxi to the airport. Speaking about smoking, one funny thing is that the flight attendant on one of our flights while giving her spill about how to keep your seatbelts on and such said "Please refrain from smoking for the rest of your life, but if you need to smoke, please wait to do so when you're off the plane." How awesome!

I have to put in a plug for my husband. When he picked us up, he had brought us granola bars, fruit, licorice and fruit snacks in case we were hungry. How cute is he! I was really excited to see him again. I missed him. And that's all.

So that's it, a total play by play of our New Orleans trip. Throughly fun and all in all a very sucessful trip! Now, I pack up again for Laurel Light Camp. Seriously, I'm so excited to just be home! I think I'm all vacationed out and it's only June.

2 comments:

Candice said...

Wow! You look like you had lots of fun! And I saw your license got posted! Hooray! :) Finally! I'm glad that it got all worked out. So was it in time for you to start at that office? I'm still waiting for mine to come in the mail...but I think that we can work with it posted on the internet...do you know? Anyways, congrats on the license, jobs and a fun trip in New Orleans! (Ya, it needed congratulating) :) Talk to ya soon!

Kami said...

You have done a fabulous job chronicaling the New Orleans experience, however, I should have given you a picture of our presentation for you to post so you could prove that you did what you set out to do. You and Michelle look so cute in the pictures and, of course, I am conspicuously absent from most of them. I have to tell you that I am very glad to be home! Keep blogging, I will be visiting.