My friend who lives out there came to pick me up in the early afternoon. First we stopped at that big, beautiful Rouse's supermarket to pick up some snacks. Forgot how nice that one is!
After catching up and relaxing around the house for a while, it was time to venture out for some real food. We were paralyzed with indecision. Where to go? So many wonderful choices!
And then we drove past Five Happiness. Oh, Five Happiness...
If you're in New Orleans and you want Chinese food, Five Happiness is the ONLY place to go. Seriously. Neither one of us had been there in years, since long before the hurricane. We couldn't think of single reason not to stop the car.
So glad we did.
After, there was only one logical place for us to go for dessert. Total no-brainer. If you're in New Orleans and you're in Mid City and you want dessert, you go to Angelo Brocato's.
He got the Sicilian pistachio. I got the mint chip. We probably didn't need the cannoli. But we just couldn't help ourselves.
We rolled back to the house all fat and happy and threw on a movie. Two stuffed pigs, all sprawled out on the couch.
Wow. All that, AND the most delectable Cajun to walk the face of the earth for a late-night snack? It's so fucking good to be home...
We rolled back to the house all fat and happy and threw on a movie. Two stuffed pigs, all sprawled out on the couch.
Wow. All that, AND the most delectable Cajun to walk the face of the earth for a late-night snack? It's so fucking good to be home...
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