Big Easy itch scratched

Wifey and I scratched an itch this past weekend.

We took another trip to New Orleans. It was our second of the year.

The itch doesn’t last long. We usually spend about four hours in the Crescent City before heading back home. Unless it is a time when we plan to spend the night at one of our favorite locations.

When the city’s not busy, the lodging place offers a good I-10 “Welcome Center” rate that we take advantage of. Those rates are only good Sunday through Thursday.

This was a Saturday, and we had other things planned at home on Sunday.

The visit is just a matter of getting just enough of a taste to make us want to return.  We figured we had to get this trip in pretty quickly before the summer heat started up.

New Orleans is unbearable for me when the temperature stays above the 80 degree mark. The higher the temperature and the accompanying humidity, the less interest I have in something.

We arrived at around 1 p.m. and planned on eating at a place we had walked past on a previous trip. Unfortunately they didn’t open until 5 p.m.

We were hungry and headed a few blocks over to Decatur and got a bite to eat at the Market Cafe. It was a sausage po-boy and fries for me and a cup of gumbo for wifey. Tasted pretty good.

An added enjoyment was the five-piece band that was playing.

We sat around a little and listened and then headed down to Cafe Du Mond for cafe au lait and beignets.

While sitting at the Cafe Du Monde, I got to thinking about the place we had just left.

I believe it was the original location for the Morning Call, another well-known coffee and beignets place back in the middle of the past century.

They moved out to another location in what is called Fat City. Sometimes when we are on the interstate west of downtown, we stop and eat.

A short walk around Jackson Square, a visit to the Whole Foods store on Magazine Street and then we were ready to head home.

Can’t want till cooler temps in the fall.

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