Me and Simon and Eric Overmyer rolled out to Jefferson Parish today to look around at stuff. We stopped for lunch at a spot called R&O’s. Here’s what I had to eat:Cup of seafood gumbo.
Half a muffuletta.
Plate of french fries in brown gravy.
I. Am. Going. To. Die.
You.most.certainly.are.going.to.die (LOL) Try very hard to hold back. It's not easy in the Big Easy. Everything is made with butter down there. They even put it on the corn flakes. Portion control might save your butt - 1/2 cup servings. Find some sweet potatoes or yams (no sugar). A cup of gumbo, piece of bread, and a salad. And send me some prailines since you're down there :)
ReplyDeleteFrench fries in gravy is about the most disgusting thing I've ever heard.
ReplyDeleteYes! Yum!!
ReplyDeleteJust walk more, lol
Death be goooood.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of New Orleans, WPFW in D.C. added a Zydeco show on Saturday afternoons, cutting back on their regular Blues and Southern Soul. This has cut into some of my faves, but is tickling to death my 9 year old, who loves bluegrass and finds great similarities betwixt the two.
And as much as I love originals, few songs calm my soul these days like Norah Jones and the Dirty Dozen Brass Band's version of "Ruler of My Heart"
Damn G, can I get that dry-frozen-mail-ordered! Add a quarter cup of tabasco on the side and its complete.
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Da hell? That thing looks huge!
ReplyDeleteThe other day I saw a story about a man who ate a 15 lb cheeseburger. It was monstrous! But, it looked so good! I was going to have a very light lunch that day. However, after seeing that crazy large burger, I was inspired to have a turkey burger deluxe instead.
After seeing that muffuletta, I'm just glad I already ate dinner. :-)
Da hell? That thing looks huge!
ReplyDeleteYah. Half a one was about the size of a woman's purse. It took me two sittings to finish it.
Speaking of New Orleans, WPFW in D.C. added a Zydeco show on Saturday afternoons...
ReplyDeleteI need to do a post on WWOZ... possibly the best radio station in America.
Ah, good times. I spent 10 days in New Orleans about four years ago, and went home about 8 pounds heavier.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to resist all the temptations down there. And I'm mostly talking about food.
Doh. Kristina is me, and I am she.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe someone else uses the ID blackink12.
For starter's, there's a gym at your hotel.
ReplyDeleteI wonder how I'm gonna get hollywood thin in time for the pilot. Somewhere in cyberspace there's a video of me and Kermit and Marva Wright rolling around town in a limo looking for the best oyster po-boy in town, to the best of my addeled memory I think R&O won.
For starter's, there's a gym at your hotel.
ReplyDeleteI don't recall asking you a got-damn thing, Davis!
:^D
Actually, Simon is hitting that gym daily. Good for him. Yes indeed... good for him...
you best to hit that gym homey, particularly before you discover the joys of grilled skrimp po'boy, teacakes, and boudin...,
ReplyDeletenot to mention the baynays and au lait at cafe du monde for breakfast and late night "pick me up".
Crap! This is going to ruin my lunch.
ReplyDeleteThat does it! NOLA is where my black fat behind belongs. Can I come down there and be your assistant or something? I'm really good at handwashing draws. In Woolite.
ReplyDeleteDude, next time, get a Po boy. Muffaletta's require a house party!
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