Just got back from New Orleans after visiting some of Jiminy's family. 5 hour delay leaving MSY -> SFO due to rain in Bay Area (for those who don't know, fog and rain cut SFO's traffic ability in half). Got to sleep at 3:30 this AM.
Life is s-l-o-w in the south, but it provides a reflective mood and I can see where "Southern Writers" get their languorous style. So to slow down this west coast techie, I made a few runs down to Willie's Chicken Shack, a chain of fried chicken and po' boy eateries in NOLA. Go for the chicken but stay for the daiquiris!
They sell these monster alcoholic slushies out of oversized slurpee machines in a variety of flavors and alcohol types. My fav? The Hurricane, of course, with 151 rum. A 32 oz. bad boy that will get you languorous and then some.
Nice to slow down before the final push to complete the first draft for The Fifth Circle volume 3. Oh. before I forget. If you make it to New Orleans, do not miss dinner at Atchafalaya, a nouvelle southern cuisine restaurant in the Irish Canal district. The crawfish and boudin stuffed beignets are spectacular.