I’m longing for New Orleans.
The food, the people, the music, the art, the rain, the plants, the overall laid back atmosphere.
And most definitely the late night beignets and the chicory/coffee blend. Not to mention the conversations that went with it.
Since we visited two years ago, there’s not a week that goes by that I don’t long to be back. For some reason, it called, and I fell in love.
I’ve visited numerous other cities, but none call me to come back like NOLA does.
Unfortunately, it’s going to have to wait a month or two. In the meantime, I’ll make some cafe au lait, close my eyes, and pretend I’m back near the water.