New Years Eve was fantastic. We won the game, took a nap, then went for a walk to find dinner. We started at the
Redfish Grill which was attached to our hotel. Joe told us it was one of the best places in New Orleans so we thought we'd give it a shot. The wait was more than two hours. So we set out to walk around the French Quarter to find a good spot. We were a bit worried we wouldn't find a place with a long
assed wait. We rolled down Canal St. for several blocks and saw few places, but not a menu that really excited us. Eventually we made a left onto Chartres St., passed several places and stumbled upon The Alpine Restaurant just a block shy of Jackson Square. Much to our
surprise we were seated as soon as we walked in. We had a great
cajun meal. I went with the
cajun Ahi Tuna, The Lady went with
crab cakes. Walking around the Quarter that night with The Lady looking for a restaurant was my favorite part of the trip. It was a peaceful night in a romantic place and we had a wonderful evening.
After dinner we rolled back to the hotel to change clothes and prepare for New Years Celebrations. Our goal was to get back to Jackson Square for the gumbo bowl drop and fireworks at midnight. We left the hotel and walked down Bourbon St. back to the Tropical Isle Bar for another Hand Grenade. You can see above how crowded the street was. The bar was just as slammed. It took more than half an hour at the bar to get the Hand Grenade. As soon as that was taken care of, we made it back to Jackson Square to meet up with Jim and Mark.
We actually ended up with everyone else from our group at Jackson Square which was kind of cool. The fireworks began right at midnight. I may or may not have gotten a kiss from The Lady. The Hand Grenade was beginning to take it's toll.
The champagne wasn't helping either. We all took a sip and passed it along to some strangers from Venezuela standing next to us.
You can see how great the fireworks are. Mark and I can't
beleive our own eyes and Travers can't stop taking videos with his cell phone.
New Orleans was great. I would really like to go back again and try about every restaurant in the entire city. I'm not sure I'd go with a group of twelve in minivans again, but we had a wonderful time in the city. I have to say I already miss it. Well, I don't miss the Saint's fans. Oh, and a big thanks to The Lady. She took 90 percent of these pictures.
After dinner we rolled back to the hotel to change clothes and prepare for New Years Celebrations. Our goal was to get back to Jackson Square for the gumbo bowl drop and fireworks at midnight. We left the hotel and walked down Bourbon St. back to the Tropical Isle Bar for another Hand Grenade. You can see above how crowded the street was. The bar was just as slammed. It took more than half an hour at the bar to get the Hand Grenade. As soon as that was taken care of, we made it back to Jackson Square to meet up with Jim and Mark.
We actually ended up with everyone else from our group at Jackson Square which was kind of cool. The fireworks began right at midnight. I may or may not have gotten a kiss from The Lady. The Hand Grenade was beginning to take it's toll.
The champagne wasn't helping either. We all took a sip and passed it along to some strangers from Venezuela standing next to us.
You can see how great the fireworks are. Mark and I can't beleive our own eyes and Travers can't stop taking videos with his cell phone. 
New Orleans was great. I would really like to go back again and try about every restaurant in the entire city. I'm not sure I'd go with a group of twelve in minivans again, but we had a wonderful time in the city. I have to say I already miss it. Well, I don't miss the Saint's fans. Oh, and a big thanks to The Lady. She took 90 percent of these pictures.
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Hey Adam, I live Vicariously through you young bucks. Glad you had a good time. When are you heading back to ATL? Give me a ring. Lee
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