Haunted in so many ways!

It's hard to be a hardcore foodie when you're used to three meals a day, and truthfully, two is more typical for me. I have come to understand that the true skill of the hardcore foodie lies in digestion.  Lots and lots of digestion. My stomach has been haunting me in recent days by asking strange ominous sounds...etc.

We have figured out some tricks to try more dishes by sharing and ordering several small plates. Hallelujah for the small plate. Sharing is only an issue when it comes to dessert. This is why I have to eat beignets EVERYDAY that I'm in New Orleans. We share an order each time, soooo "technically" I'm only eating half an order of beignets! Right? Of course right. If I'm going to really understand the complexity of the beignet, I need to eat many of them.

On a wholly different note, we had a haunted New Orleans tour of the French Quarter. My neighbor, who is an authentic New Orleanian, said that they were surprisingly interesting, and she was right. John and I were the only tourists, so our tour guide was very generous in his storytelling-- throwing in a few extras. We strolled by a convent that was one of the oldest buildings in New Orleans, and filled with stories about virgins and "not-so-virgins". We saw the house of Delphine Lalaurie who secretly tortured her slaves in a creepy room in the house. We saw a bunch of other haunted sites and learned their history. The tour guide was excellent and his storytelling added a fascinating perspective of New Orleans. I also felt good about supporting this local college student.

This all took place in the record breaking cold spell during which we have been unfortunate enough to visit, so I must have really liked it. The evening was supposed to end with music, but instead we scrambled over to... Yep...you guessed it...Cafe Du Monde for warm, sweet, BEIGNETS!