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Traffic was clear the whole way, except a tiny bit in Baton Rouge and a 2 hour sitting still delay for no apparent reason about 19 miles outside the city.
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Even so, we got in early enough to walk to Acme Oyster House in the French Quarter and have 3 dozen raw oysters (so good!) and crawpuppies (so good!).
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Out of all of the great New Orleans food and restaurants, this is the one I miss absolutely most. So much that the next day for lunch, I only wanted to go back for more raw oysters. Acme was too crowed, so we tried the oyster house next door:
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I pretended to slurp one off of a shell, but the truth is the only way to eat raw oysters is to put each on a saltine cracker with a decent dollop of sauce (cocktail sauce mixed with lots of horseradish) and put the whole thing in your mouth:
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So good! But with oysters, corn and crab soup, and shrimp po-boy, we decided to skip dinner for dinner and have dessert for dinner instead that night:
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Decadent! Creme brulee cheesecake and white chocolate bread pudding with some kind of cognac-y dessert liquor drinks.
It's been pretty cold (in the high 30s, low 40s) with occasional sleety mist and rain, so all of the parades so far have been canceled, although I think tonight's will roll. D. is riding tonight, he is in the French Quarter right now in a walking parade but I decided to stay cozy in the hotel room until my sister should be comes in a little while to keep me company. (I can't wait.)
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The hotel room here is pretty nice, with a huge private patio really high up, that you can just barely see down to the parade route, the most pillows I've ever seen on one bed:
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and Mardi Gras decorations in the lobby:
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