After our great dinner at Stella, the rest of our meals were pretty low-key. For my part, I ate about 5 dozen oysters over days 4 & 5. C ate no fewer than 3 oyster po' boys, and we shared at least another order of beignets.
We visited the zoo, where we had a surprisingly tasty lunch of alligator sausage po'boy and red beans and rice - seriously, all zoos should force children to eat food this good, as opposed to the reheated disks they call 'burgers'.
We drank (too much) - though I am still mourning the fact that I never made it to Pat O'Briens.
We went to too many parties, including one particularly, ahem, "interesting" one sponsored by Playboy at Rasputin's where there were fire-eaters, an Adonis-type guy wearing a boa constrictor around his neck and Miss July 2004 signing autographs.
We hit up a WICKED bar called The Spotted Cat on Frenchman St. where we heard the most AMAZING jazz I've ever experienced live, and where a round of drinks for 5 people was $20.
We had our palms read.
We did New Orleans.