Thursday, May 13, 2010
New Orleans Jazz Fest - Sunday 4/25/10
Elizabeth's - 601 Gallier Street New Orleans, LA
We crammed a lotta livin’ into 4 days in New Orleans. We also crammed a lotta good grub into our bellies in that time. Sunday was no exception as today we would eat two of our best meals of the trip.
It was a sloooow start getting things going on Sunday morning after the festivities of the night before. We didn’t make it out to breakfast until about 1 pm. We made the trek (totally worth it) to Elizabeth’s. It was a little bit of a wait for this ravenous bunch, but we did get to see the lead guitarist from Hootie & The Blowfish, Mark Bryan ride up on his bike and put his name on the list.
After the wait we were greeted by a menu that featured praline bacon and every dish seemed to have 2 poached eggs and hollandaise sauce on top.
It was exactly what our grease craving crew needed at that point.
Back on a full tank, we made our way back out to the Fair grounds for our Day 3 at Jazz Fest. Riley once again delivered with the Miller Lite Tent. This being even more important as it was legitimately HOT. We slow played a few Boggses in the shade and listened to Levon Helm, Marcia Ball, and The Allman Brothers. Eventually we had to brave the sun for at least the walk over to see baby faced Johnny Lang give it his all in the Blues Tent.
sun sets on the first weekend of Jazz Fest
It was a laid back Sunday at the racetrack; as any day at the track should be. We met an enterprising gentleman offering rides in his truck. Some might be leery of an unlicensed taxi, but when we heard Benny Goodman on his radio we knew the guy was legit. We asked him to take us to Dookie’s for dinner, but he recommended a favorite place of his; Madina’s. As he dropped us of he said, ‘Get the etoufee.’
Our sketchy ride was just in time. We got the last table and then the place got slammed. We ate crawfish etoufee for days. It isn’t often I can’t finish my dinner, but this was one such occasion. Bellies stuffed we made our way back to downtown on the Canal St. streetcar. Our trip to New Orleans was winding to a close. Satisfied.
Hubig's Pies van on Canal St.
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