Well, we hit Bossier City early yesterday afternoon and went to Natchitoches (pronounced “nakodish” or “nakotish” depending on your accent) to see the “City of Lights” riverfront Christmas decoration display and eat at “The Landing” a seafood restaurant on the riverfront. It was very good, I had the chicken and shrimp with a stuffed baked potato…
Today was our Christmas celebration, the Cosmic Wife’s family always celebrates on Christmas eve. Tomorrow I visit my brother for some more Christmas festivities and then it will be nothing but bargain hunting until Sunday morning when we head back to Colorado…
Hope you all are enjoying your holiday, we’ve been having a good time ourselves.
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackMerry Christmas, CC. Hope that you and yours are doing well. I am jealous that you’re in the land of the best meat pies.
Speaking of meat pies, they have a verson called “Nacthitoches meat pies” and we had a couple as appetizers. I’m not a big meat pie fan, but they were good.
Oh yeah. Natchitoches Meat Pies are my favorite (that’s what I was talking about). We used to go to the meat pie festival there when we’d visit my grandparents over the summer. The other festival we’d do would be the watermelon festival in Saline.
How ’bout the poke salad festival in Blanchard?
I lived in Natchitoches for a year. We lived on Adelaide Street, about two blocks from the river. The lights on the Cain River are okay…pretty cool really for a small town.
But the fireworks at the Christmas Festival are world class. I mean, it’s not the bicentennial in Washington DC stuff…but it was the best I’ve ever seen…really beautiful.
Cosmic, I hate poke salad. Mrs. Andy loves the weeds, and her Momma always obliges a big stinking bowl of it at least once a year. I love turnip greens, mustard greens, and can stomach spinach…but poke salad…well…….
By the time I moved to Natchitoches, I was a vegetarian and never actually ate one of those world famous “meat pies.” But I saw a bunch of very happy folks indulging.
Cullen…Mrs. Andy is the biggest watermelon hog on the planet (it is frightening to watch, and I would give you my “pet name” for her, but in honor of Kwanzaa I won’t). I don’t care for watermelon, either. It’s amazing that we have gotten along so well over the years. I guess it’s a Jack Sprat & his wife thing or something…
I remember when I worked on my Uncle Bill’s fruit and vegetable stand out in south Bossier, we used to truck in watermelons from Arkansas and after a day of picking okra, potatoes, tomatoes or whatever, our big reward was a big ol’ juicy watermelon split open with a big butcher knife. We’d each get a big dripping slice and within a few seconds we’d be dripping ourselves.
I still love watermelon…
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