EatinAintCheatin wrote:My wife's from "Down the Bayou" so I have to ask, where was the connection made (what town)? Wife's family is from the Larose/Cut Off area.
When he said his last name, I said "You must be from down the bayou." I then told him that I grew up in this town and that town and went to Nicholls and met a lot of people from there. He's from Cut Off.
His wife said something I thought was funny. She said she was from Lockport and she knew he wasn't from there when she met him cuz he didn't have the accent. She knew he had to be from somewhere else. That's like what....5 miles up the road. That's too funny.
After I had a blowout on I-10 yesterday morning I swore once I got home I wasn't going to leave again. I must have forgotten that as my girlfriend called and wanted to go to dinner somewhere and have adult conversation. (that's kid-free, not dirty talk) So I picked her up and we went to Rio Mar. Oblivious to the fact it's Valentine's day...and Mardi Gras Parades. We had a drink with Missy at the bar and they were not serving there as the place was packed and the tables were full til 10pm. But she got us a table and we had a very nice dinner. I love the service at Rio Mar and yall know I love the food there. We shared a special salad to start, it was avacado and crab meat. it was brilliant. It was similar to an avacado and crawfish salad special they had last year around Jazz Fest, but this was even better if that's possible. I had the escabeche of Gulf Fish (escolar) and my DC had the hanger, cooked perfectly. We skipped on dessert and slowly made our way home with plenty of people watching. It's amazing to me how many people don't have mirrors in their homes....
So, thought it wasn't a Valentine's Date...I did dine out. Had I thought twice about it I probably would have just suggested Joey K's or something like that.
Oh, and on the way home I got yelled at by a Cop for going through an open intersection on a green light...I still am not sure what I did wrong...I think he was just a dickhead. Though he did look nice in his powder blue shirt.
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We never dine out on Valentine night because of the crowds but we did go for an early lunch at Boucherie. It was hubby's first time, my second. I was hoping he would love it because I like it and we desperately need to find another restaurant he won't mind going to.
I made reservations for 11a.m. I was afraid others would have the same idea but I was wrong. We had the whole place to ourselves. I think the staff got a slow start because the door was locked when we go there and it took 30 minutes for our food. I didn't mind the wait. Hubby got the flounder la provencal with potatoes and haricot verts. He said it was just okay (which for him is not an insult). I tasted his flounder and it didn't taste seasoned at all but was cooked well.
I got boudin balls and he did like the garlic aioli with that. And I tired the Duck Confit in Asian Broth w/green tea noodles. It was wonderful and had plenty of taste. I just left a little broth in the bowl.
Then we went home to a nice, relaxed evening.
Jag, if that cop is already being such a butthead, imagine how he'll be by Fat Tuesday.
Husband smoked chicken breasts and made potato salad for an army. Walked over to the bar had drinks (many... many) watched the parade, had more drinks during and after. Walked home with some paraders and ate and ate and ate. YUM.
She knew he had to be from somewhere else. That's like what....5 miles up the road. That's too funny.
