For breakfast we took our incredibly under-dressed selves to Dookie Chase's. We were hoping that we would get ushered into a basement closet somewhere deep out of sight but unfortunately our ever expanding bellies got placed right in the main room. The food was delicious and it was a total surprise to us four culinarily uncultured Canadians that we were in a restaurant that people like President Bush, Obama and even our own premier Harper had eaten at. The real surprise however happened during dessert (yes I'm serious, breakfast dessert) when Mrs. Chase herself came out to talk to us and ask how our meal went. She was a bit disappointed that we didn't bring her any salmon however. Mrs. Chase was sweet, kind and very soft spoken; it was an absolute pleasure meeting her. Gotta remember to bring some Canadian salmon next time we're there.
After breakfast we walked around the french quarter and downtown New Orleans for a bit. The thing that gave us the most trouble was the damn parking meter pay station. My solution was to use the one across the street. Looks like not only are we getting fatter but also, especially in my case, my mental capacity seems to be taking a hit.
We took off for Mobile, AL and I thought it would be pretty cool to go across the Lake Pontchartrain Causeway which is the longest bridge over water in the world. It's also the most boring bridge over water in the world. So naturally afterwards we needed some pick-me-ups. How convenient that a Daiquiris & Creams appeared just off the highway.
Shortly after we stopped at a beach to stretch our legs and expose our 2nd trimester bellies to some sun. Another completely deserted beach with not a single soul on it so fortunately we were the only ones to experience the pleasure of seeing Seb's pasty white rump as he ran by.
Our next stop was The Shed BBQ and Blues Joint for some bbq, beef pork and chicken. As always the portions were huge and the food delicious. A huge meat sampler platter to start, 3 bbq brisket and 2 pulled pork sandwiches later we were ready for some dessert.
The bellies were yelling for ice cream but all we could give them was frozen yogurt. The bellies didn't seem to mind though as we polished those off in record time. Maybe too fast though as afterwards Seb declared I smelled like a toilet... There was probably a hint of truth to that. This trip is definitely taking it's toll.
Needless to say after meals like that we crashed as soon as we got to the hotel, some of us even refusing to shower in the suspiciously stained bathroom. We figured we'd just shower at the beach tomorrow, or at least that was my excuse, maybe Seb was on to something...
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