Sunday morning, we slept in for a while to recover from the previous night’s game. Eventually, we headed to Gallier’s Restaurant and Oyster Bar, just off Canal Street.
Lunch - Gallier's
At Gallier’s, Dad got a bowl of gumbo and a seafood platter, Trevor got an oyster po-boy, and I got barbecue shrimp and grits. They were all excellent, especially the gumbo.
Gallier's Restaurant and Oyster Bar
New Orleans, LA
Some of the best gumbo we’ve ever had – that alone is worth a stop.
We took the rest of the afternoon to walk around down by the mighty Mississippi River. Our stops included a rather large shopping mall, the New Orleans Holocaust Memorial, and Cafe du Monde for another round of beignets.
Cafe du Monde
New Orleans, LA
You haven’t had beignets until you’ve had them from here.
Finally, we went back to the hotel to watch some football before it was time to eat again.
Dinner - Galliano
Our final meal in New Orleans was at Galliano, a restaurant close to the warehouse district. As had been the trend, we split a dozen charbroiled oysters as an appetizer, and then got our main dishes:
- Dad got shrimp and grits with a cauldron of gumbo.
- Trevor got crawfish pasta monica.
- I got seafood coubion, a brothy stew with boudin, crawfish, shrimp, fish, tomatoes, rice, and fried okra.
After dinner, we headed over to Drip Affogato Bar to get some gelato. Dad and Trevor got chocolate, and I got the Classique Affogato, which is vanilla gelato topped with crushed pistacios, stroopwafel, sea salt, and a hot shot of espresso. It was all excellent, and I especially was bouncing off the walls for the next two hours or so.
After the gelato, we headed back to the hotel to get some rest before our early flight the next morning.
We left the hotel in New Orleans at 05:00CST, struggled through the TSA, and then had an extremely delayed and bumpy flight to ATL. We had to run through the Atlanta airport to catch our next flight, and even so almost lost our spot on the plane back to Greensboro. I’m pretty sure we set the record for the world’s shortest layover – definitely less than five minutes. Thankfully, we didn’t miss our connection – we were the last people to board, and even got the exit row with extra legroom. Dad says he still hurts from the airport hustle.
Once back in Greensboro, we began the drive back home, stopping briefly at Jimmy John’s in Kernersville, and finally arriving back in Granite Falls around 14:45.
Overall, it was a fantastic trip, filled with great food and great memories. We were all thoroughly exhausted (and then some friends convinced me to go see the new Star Wars at 22:15 that evening), but had plenty of time to recover the next few days over Christmas.
Thanks for reading! Until next time,
Isaac, Jerry, and Trevor