NOLA Notes

Health has been avoiding our house lately. And yesterday, it was CS and Sun who were down and out. So Pete and I headed to New Orleans East to attend the Tet Festival to celebrate the Vietnamese New Year.

There were vendors selling religious statues, irises, art and furniture.

Games for kids of all ages. Here’s one prize fish we all hoped got to his new home quickly:

And there was food.

Delicious phở:

And perfectly fried plantains:

And there’s the unusual.  I knew they’d be serving the fertilized duck egg, and I knew it wasn’t even conceivable for me to try it (I gag on tongue still). But I so wanted to see someone try it.  Pete chickened out too.  I was disappointed.  But then I ran into a friend and her husband.  And doncha know he WANTED to try one!  I asked if he’d mind me taking pictures and gawking; he didn’t.

Once he cracked it and SAW it, he said, “Oh, wow, he’s further along than I expected.”  Oh my.

Undaunted, he took a bite. I looked away. And then back. It was now just gooey looking. Blech.  He said, “Mmmm.” Then took another bite and then another and finished it.

After my face stopped cringed against my will and I regained control of my senses, I asked how it was.   Pete asked if it tasted like a scrambled egg.  He said it did not.  His final verdict: It was really good.  “Except for the beak.” And then I momentarily lost control of my senses again.

Then we stepped to the stage to see the two-men-in-one-dragon dance (there were actually two dragons but I did not get a good pic with both in it) and fireworks.

Overall, it was The Awesome!