My time is now over in the land of Spanish Moss, humidity and etouffee. Not gonna lie.... I like it here. I wouldn't like it here if it were July. March 1 and its 78 degrees with 80% humidity. My hair is like a giant circle, and my hair isn't even curly.
I got my fill of Cajun food yesterday. Crawfish etoufee and hush puppies hit the spot. I think once every few weeks is ample time between Creole deliciousness. Did I mention that Cajun food is almost all fried? Fried oysters, fried catfish, fried okra, fried shrimp..... and rice. When I get home, I may try my hand at whipping up some of my own jambalaya, minus the tasso (ham-like meat).
My stay at the Stockade Bed and Breakfast reinforced my love for traditionally decorated homes with a slightly southern flair. I picked up some old magazines to read on the plane to get ideas for my house (House and Home and Southern Living). General rule of thumb when keeping with Southern Traditional stylings-- any plant in the home should be real and not silk. Additionally, the home should be a place to relax, unwind and feel at peace. Modern has no place in the Deep South.
I gotta jump a plane now. More later.
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