Jazz Fest This Weekend!!

Most people go to Jazz Fest for the music, while others go for tradition, to get out of the house, to get a tan, to party, to use a port-o-potty, etc. But I know there’s a group of you out there going for the same reason I’m going…the FOOD! Last year was my first year attending, and the music was great but I loved the food.

For example, I stood in a long line to get a shrimp po-boy. As soon as I got one, I started eating it as I walked away. It was good, really good. So good, in fact, that I walked right back to the end of the line, finished my sandwich while I waited, and got another one. Back-to-back po-boys. It doesn’t get much better than that. A voice inside my head said, “Wonder what heaven’s like, my friend? Well look at what you’re holding, and realize that you’re already here.” I was holding a hot, gooey, cheesy slab of Crawfish bread.

Of course I washed it down with some Strawberry Lemonade, made fresh on site (you can even see the little strawberry seeds floating around). Followed that with some Crawfish Monica and a couple of fried pies (apple and cherry, I believe).

After that, the voice in my head told me to go lay under a huge oak tree, close my eyes and let the cacophony wash over me. I grabbed a bubblegum snowcone to keep me company while I rested. It was a good day.

I’m planning to have a repeat this weekend, only this time I’ll try to snap some shots to blog about here. Jealous? You should be because it’s an amazing time.