blink to us'. We chose the second option.
The jazz brunch at the House of Blues restaurant also needs further
explanation. When we booked the meal the night before we were hoping for a
two-hour gospel music extravaganza - it was going to be on a Sunday after
all. What we got was a very nice ‘eat all you want’ buffet and a one-hour live
jazz/blues show. The show was not quite what we had expected, and was
much shorter than we would have liked. However, it was well executed and
performed with such energy that we were joining in clapping, twirling napkins,
and stamping feet.
Oh, and there was something else we got at the brunch - hammered.
Unlimited mimosas were included and the waitress for our area quickly
realized that we intended to get our money's worth. I am not really sure how
many we drank, but I do know that the quantity of orange juice in the cocktail
was less each time. In fact the last ones were pure, unadulterated
champagne. When the show ended we were a little tipsy and grabbed some
deserts 'for the road' – trying to discreetly steal them, despite the protests
from our waitress that we could have whatever we wanted, it being a ‘eat all
you want’ buffet and all.. So there we were, a little drunk and squashing
Krispy Kreme dough-nuts into our pockets. And it was not even midday.
Our next activity was a boat ride on the Mississippi. There is not much
else to say about this, it was nice and relaxing - if a little cold. For much of the
trip there was no narration and the experience risked becoming dull. Not that
the narration had been that thrilling, preoccupied as it was with describing the
cargoes recently unloaded at the wharfs we were passing! Fortunately the