Unfortunately we had to leave New
Orleans, but not before stopping to eat at another amazing place called
Katie’s! Of course the name has nothing to do with my choosing to eat there but
it was also featured on the show “Diner’s, Drive-in’s and Dives”. It was yummy
despite the local mothers day crowed it was so much fun to go eat at, especially
since my name (spelled the right way) was all over the place. The restaurant
did have cool history passed down through the family that owned it, but hurricane
Katrina’s wrath did force the restaurant to close for five years putting the
family in finance troubles they spent the five years building it the entire
inside of the place. By the door they have placed a plaque that showed the
where the water line came too and it was a little over seven tall.
After brunch we got back on the
road heading to David’s birthplace Houston, Texas. We made it a few miles and
started to drive on a bridge over the Pontchartrain lake, when all of a sudden
we heard a loud thud coming from below the car. David and I both just looked at
each other afraid to move. We knew that it was the splashguard under the engine
of the car; David had noticed it was lose the day before. So there we were
dragging this piece of the car down a ten-mile bridge, with nowhere to pull
over. I was afraid to move thinking that any sudden movements and the whole
bottom would be falling out and David (Mr. optimistic) started to name off all
of the worse things that could possibly happened like the plastic flipping off,
hitting the windshield and us flipping in to the giant lake, then adding that
he wished we had one of those window breaker things so we could get out of a
sinking car, but he reassured me he could cut us out of the seat belts with is
little pocket knife, (insert eye roll here) we just couldn’t break the windows
and with all of the stuff in this car we would sink fast. After ten very dramatic and loud miles
we made it to an exit and then finally to a Wal-Mart which is the only source
of car repair on mothers day Sunday.
The two really nice guys zip-tied it up since there was nothing else that
could be done and we were on our way again.
It took us a while to get across
Louisiana into Texas. We finally made it to Texas and the speed limit instantly
changed to 75 and so did the scenery from LA’s very swampy, tree filled bayou to Texas’ open fields where you
can see for miles, both are very beautiful. Houston is Huge and full of
highways, they are literally everywhere and criss-cross all over each other, I
don’t know who figured out this highway puzzle but it is impressive. We stayed
in Houston with Anthis’s, family friends of David’s parents from when the lived
in Houston. We really appreciate them letting us into their beautiful home and
taking us out for a delicious tex-mex dinner.
p.s- Thanks Dad for the hard-boil
eggs you gave David, all though he enjoys them, they do not produce the best
aroma for many hours in a small space, and the smell always returns to us again
a few hours after he has eaten them.
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