Bless you Boys!
Our neighborhood moderator posted a missive that said “Bless You Boys” today because the Saints won last night in the dome. You know what? I went trying not to pin any expectations on the Saints – hating the Falcons – wanting the Saints to win for so many reasons – but not thinking they would pull it off – oh yee of little faith. What can I say? I’m stunned and elated.
The crowd was overwhelming at times around the dome – trying to get up and down the ramp was like swimming through jello. Caught the Goo Goo Dolls who were playing right outside and then walked over to Herbsaint – – had some yummy appetizers – shrimp with grit cakes with a spicy cream sauce that was not too heavy, gumbo that was rich and dark and earthy, and a brisket with potato cake that was also tasty – not to mention the Kurrant Cosmopolitans – yum. Definitely warrants going back.
On our way to our seats, I stopped in the bathroom and while I was putting on my lipstick, a woman, near tears and looking pale, said, “I don’t know how I feel right now. Being here. Being in New Orleans. I’m just not sure.” I looked at her and said, “feel good” – and gave her a big hug.
We had a bird’s eye view of the game and the crowd was in rare form, excited, nervous, and in general, full of spunk and Who Dat? – BJ and P both sent me text messages saying “incredible” and “who dat?” – oh yes, bless you boys, it was certainly worth all the hoopla.