This will be a very short post, no other way around it. We went to the other museum today, the Presbytere. There was, well, seriously not much in this place to capture any of my imagination. I know people just love Mardi Gras. I just can’t get into it. Maybe I could watch the parade? It also covered Hurricane Katrina and had a little on the prior hurricanes also. I have a different impression of many of the survivors, from a military point of view. I will not go into why. This subject matter would have been better had it not taken up that much space at the museum. I’ll go into our tour this morning. Then came Milton! Our guide for this morning. He covered (humorously) a lot of local history of the city. He started with many interesting facts of the beginnings of this town. We took a brisk, and I mean brisk stroll along the streets listening to him speak and he did so with a love and pride of where he has come from. We came past The Coffee Pot, another local eatery that his aunt works at. After the tour the girls and I went with our instructors and ate there. The Cala’s were very good, well it was all good. I had the shrimp and grits again! Back to the tour, We would stop at certain locations while he filled us in on local lore and history. We stopped at another museum by St. Louis cemetery #1 We saw the three grave sites of Marie Catherine Laveau. Nicholas Cage also has his future gravesite there, a pyramid, so very cool. I want it! You know that he had to seriously grease some church palms to put that there. Isn’t that all it takes with the Catholic church though? Money. I mean that is the bottom line with all businesses. Ok, off my platform. I would have liked more time to explore the cemetery, so many old dates to look at to imagine those lives and times. We ended up in Congo Park and discovered its history, and as a “lagniappe” he showed us where the first rock and roll record was produced. Very cool. My brother would be all over that! Well I think we have the streetcar system down, at least the river one. Better than a taxi, much cheaper. The girls and I went and did a little shopping and I had to pit stop again at…Willies Chicken! That was to tie me over till our dinner at Emeril's!