Tomorrow Richard, Russell, UJ and I are heading off to New Orleans. On this “boys weekend” trip, our needs are few.
We want to watch live music at every venue on Frenchmen Street, from the Blue Nile to the Spotted Cat Music Club. We don’t really care what kind of music it is, as long as it is live.
We want to visit the New Orleans Oyster Festival and eat oysters until we just can’t stand it anymore.
We want to eat Cajun food that is so hot and spicy that the collars of our shirts ignite spontaneously, without the need to add Tabasco sauce.
We want to drink Dixie beer that is so cold that it hurts your teeth to chug it.
We want to smoke cigars that are as long as a man’s leg.
Yes, New Orleans is in our future. Our needs are few.