A Mardi Gras Trip to New Orleans

A month ago, my mom invited me to New Orleans for Mardi Gras.  She hadn’t been back for Mardi Gras since she was pregnant with me, so it only felt right that I should be there if she was going.  I said “YES!”  And so did Joey and we were beyond excited.

I think a MAJOR misconception about Mardi Gras, is that it all takes place on Bourbon Street and that you have to take your top off to get beads and while that sort of thing is happening on Bourbon, most of Mardi Gras takes place elsewhere and it’s family-friendly.  I saw so many families, with kids, having the best time together and look, we never even set foot in the French Quarter.   Let me tell you what we did instead.

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We maybe took a Spirit flight that got into Nola at 1 AM, but it was cheap so oh well!  I’m sorry for the dark and blurry picture, but let me explain.  Back in 2012, my sister and I attended our first Mardi Gras and, after taking us to a balcony party on Bourbon where we threw all the beads our hearts could desire, my Uncle went to drive us back home but we literally ran into a barricade.  He got out of the car and proceeded to move it, when a cop showed up and they had a brief argument, before she made us turn around.  Once back in the car, I reminded him that he was wearing a jester’s hat.  I requested that he wear that exact hat when he picked us up from the airport and to my SHEER DELIGHT, he did! 😛

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We slept in the next day, then headed to breakfast at Surrey’s Uptown because I could not get those Shrimp & Grits out of my head.  Happy to report they were just as good as I remembered.  Emily joined us!  Afterward, the three of us walked Magazine, stopping into a pop art gallery, Fleurty Girl and finally, the Craft Beer Cellar, where I more or less forced Joey to get a beer because he had taken like 10 work phone calls during our walk and seemed very stressed.

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It got pretty rainy that evening so we figured our Muses parade plan was done for and went to dinner at Blue Oak BBQ instead.  I thought it was so good!!!  We wanted it all so we got the “all meats, all sides” to share and man, that rib felt like changing.  By this point, the rain had cleared out, so why not head to Muses??

All the floats are ridden by women and they occasionally throw out a shoe they’ve decorated.  It’s a hot commodity and I went home with one!!!  I was so happy and so covered in glitter.  Also, there was a group of men all dressed as Freddie Mercury and seeing them all walk by, singing along to “We Will Rock You” was just too much fun.  This was Joey’s first ever Mardi Gras parade and I think it was a good introduction 🙂

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On Friday, we grabbed a quick breakfast then hit the road to run some very important errands.  First up, KING CAKE!!!  Not any King Cake, though, a Dong Phuong King Cake, specially ordered by my uncle.  I held this box on my lap and it smelled SO GOOD.  We also picked up crawfish, then the rest of the supplies at an outrageously busy Walmart.  My uncle has boiled us crawfish twice now and it is so amazing.  I feel so lucky!  This batch was seriously so good.  Spicy and flavorful and those crawfish were a real nice size.  Don’t worry, we had room for King Cake afterward.  We maybe all ate two pieces, except my mom, who ate three.  I love her!

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Saturday!  Endymion Day!  Joey and I walked over to District Donuts to grab breakfast and I ate a “taco” that was basically a baby burrito and was not mad about it.  So good!  The big parade on Saturday is Endymion and you best be prepared for it.  My uncle has access to a lot on the parade route (THANK GOD), so we showed up around noon and the place was packed already.  We walked around before and got to see bands playing on front porches, parade ladders (guys, I want one!) and all the floats lined up!  We also ate muffulettas for lunch and more on that later but it tasted really good at the time.

Endymion is just so cool!  Flo Rida was on one of the first floats and Joey caught a football he threw!  Not going to lie, the float riders were straight CHUCKING beads and frisbees and footballs and I was maybe doing more ducking than catching, but it was still fun.  I think my favorite part was my mom yelling “throw lighty things!” once the sun went down.  Don’t worry, we got some glow stick necklaces.

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We went to Bacchus on Sunday night and even though it was cold and I started to not feel very good halfway through, I think this might be my favorite parade!  Plus we managed to tag along with my uncle’s friend and neighbor Laura to the most beautiful house, with an epic view of the parade.  I didn’t mind it one bit!

This is sadly where this vacation must come to an end, because I got sick that night, my uncle got sick that night and my mom got sick that night.  I figured it was food poisoning, but the only thing we all overlapped on was that muffuletta and Joey, who didn’t get sick that night, ate the most BY FAR.  We were all bedridden the entire next day and I was still struggling when we flew home on Tuesday at 6 AM (ugh!).  I barely got off the couch, once we were back home and I don’t think I really started to feel better until Friday or Saturday.  So that’s a sad ending to an otherwise wonderful trip.

Mostly though, I want to remember (almost) everything about this trip.  I want to remember having dinner with my mom and Joey at Root Down inside DIA before our flight.  I want to remember hearing someone order a burger with extra lettuce (???) while we waited at the terminal.  I want to remember the humidity and the smell of New Orleans that hit me when I got off the plane.  I want to remember seeing that jester hat.  I want to remember standing in line at Fleurty Girl with my mom.  I want to remember looking back while we were at Muses and seeing my mom and uncle standing together.  I want to remember asking my mom to hold my parade loot and seeing her stuff it all inside her coat.  I want to remember using a light-up ring as a flashlight.  I want to remember all the arrangements my uncle made for crawfish and Endymion and how he did it all, even though he wasn’t feeling well.  I want to remember eating that King Cake.  I want to remember putting glitter on my mom and Joey’s faces and thinking how much better my sister would have been at it and missing her a lot.  I want to remember having breakfast at District Donuts, just Joey and I.  I want to remember the float with the band from Michigan rocking out at both Endymion and Bacchus.  I want to remember all the families, camping out, just enjoying themselves before the parades.  I want to remember how beautiful those floats were in the daytime.  I want to remember seeing Harry Connick Jr. visiting his dad’s house across the street (OMG!).  I want to remember being able to share this fun experience with the people I love best ♥ 

A Weekend Reset

I can’t start this post until I backtrack and talk about how our trip to New Orleans — I WILL tell you about that trip very very soon — ended with everyone getting sick.  Like really sick.  It’s a week later and I’m just finally feeling normal again, but only after a weekend where Joey and I were both DESPERATE to “revamp?” “recharge?” “recommit?”  Reset!  I think Joey’s exact words were “I’d really like to eat a salad!”

This probably also has something to do with the “Spring Cleaning” mentality, but we needed a clean the house, restock the fridge, actually go to the gym, pick up a damn book weekend to rid us of all feelings of winter blah and sickness.  I feel so much better now!

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And now I would like to offer you three sets of “Dinner + TV” photos, thankyouverymuch!  Friday was Sweet Corn + Zucchini Pie (please note that I was couch-ridden and Joey took a “Lauren food pic” for me ♥♥♥) + Leaving Neverland Part 2.  Have you guys watched?  I’ve seen some buzz about it, including news about Michael Jackson music being pulled from some radio stations or The Simpsons taking their MJ episode out of circulation and it confuses me because, though the documentary goes into more detail than I’d known, none of this information was new or shocking to me.  It is as disturbing and creepy and believable to me now as it has been for years and years.  We had a long talk about it all afterward and… man, this stuff is sad.

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Saturday morning started with pancakes, a much much much needed trip to the gym — aside from that vacation-induced exercise break and then that sickness-induced exercise break, my workout motivation has just been lacking in general, but breaking a sweat finally felt good! — then a trip to the grocery.  Afterward, kombucha, Quickles for bánh mì sliders later this week and sitting down to read.  I think Joey did something like 10 loads of laundry for us ♥

Ended the night with steak + Creamy Chive Potatoes (our fav!) + A Serious Man.  Let’s not talk about how we smoked up the entire house and set off the fire alarm while cooking that steak and instead talk about how funny the movie was.  We were left sort of confused at the end, but maybe it’s best to not try to understand all that a Coen Brothers movie has to say and just “accept the mystery.”  Anyway, we laughed a lot.

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Well, here’s what NOT to do the day Daylight Saving Time starts… wake up tired, drink an extra cup of coffee to cope then not be able to go to bed that night because you’re WIDE awake.  Anyway, sleep problems aside, Sunday was a wonderful day that started with breakfast and reading at Black Eye Coffee and afterward, involved making salads for the week and giving our pup a bath.  Between Joey giving him a haircut on Saturday and me scrubbing him on Sunday, he’s a whole new doggy!

I headed to yoga later on and then we cooked Dijon-Herb Crusted Salmon with Warm Buttered Radish and Edamame Salad for dinner and watched the last two episodes of Shameless.  We’ve been watching this show for eight years (!!) and it was Emmy Rossum’s last show and I maybe cried.  I really wish they had just decided to end it all here because, as much as I love it and as good as the other characters are, I just don’t know what Shameless will be without its Fiona 😦

In other news, it’s supposed to snow again this week but my heart and mind have officially moved on to spring, so you can find me dreaming of iced coffee and baseball.