My wife and I honeymooned in New Orleans. We stayed in the French Quarter, saw/heard great music, ate like royalty, had Banana's Foster at Brennan's, took a paddlewheel ride on the Mississippi, took a cooking class at the N.O. School of Cooking, enjoyed the beignets and snowstorms of powdered sugar at Cafe du Monde, ate a Muffaletta from Central Grocery and on and on. We quite literally had the time of our life.
“If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.” ― Samuel Adams