Coming home from a vacation sucks. Especially when it was an awesome one. Double especially when your next scheduled day off from work is yet to be determined.
The whole Dish clan spent the past few days galavanting around the French Quarter in New Orleans. We ate ourselves silly and sampled some notable regional beverages. We even boogied through the bayou in an airboat. Most importantly, Mr. Dish survived his first vacation with my family. He’s not running for the hills yet, so I’m assuming he’s still OK with this whole marriage arrangement.
I took way too many pictures, mostly of food. So over the next week I hope to recap our trip to the Big Easy. Stay tuned…
