Take me back to New Orleans

It's true. After 3 and a half years (almost to the date, in fact), I, Ashley-cita, am returning to New Orleans.

So, what's on the menu, so to speak? You know, beyond much ewwwie-gooey-love stuff?

Saturday, I plan to drag the Husband all around the Quarter, starting with a healthy dose of powdered sugar and my much-missed chicory coffee.

Sunday, I'm looking forward to sleeeeeeeeping in, and maybe some crawfish and beer on Magazine Street.

Monday, the Husband has work to attend to (I'm just tagging along to play tourist on this trip. He actually has to work.), so I'm hope hope hoping that Miss Circe will have some time to visit with me. I'm also planning, if there's time, to meander around Uptown and get some photos of my old stomping grounds.

The Husband was a bit baffled by my way of planning for this trip. Basically, I started with an outline of all the things I wanted needed to eat-- things that have not crossed my lips in nearly four years-- and mapped a plan to hit as many of them as possible.

But really, that's the only way to do New Orleans... am I right?