I'm happy to read everyone enjoyed the festival, even at a distance!
And Baron, that boudin poboy sounds fantastic. The wife, stepson and I had a triple chocolate king cake. Not exactly traditional, but it was delicious.
Tchoupitoulas: the linguistic bane of many tourists. I've heard the word mangled so many different ways, many of them hilarious. But it is a strangely spelled word, so I can understand why.
Well, all, Rex has met with Comus, the queens have bowed, and Bourbon Street has been cleared as of eight minutes ago. The festival is over, and thus the lenten season begins. Thanks for joining in the fun. Congrats to Russ O and Uncle Arthur on their two-way tie for position of Krewe d'Cavendish Grand Marshal.
Until next year...