In New Orleans

We try to do some local things
Whenever we’re away,
Although we’re clearly tourists 
On a short and jam-packed stay.

So we signed up for a cooking class
And watched a chef prepare
Gumbo, jambalaya and pralines,
Some Cajun-Creole fare.

It all was most delicious
And Chef Austin was the best.
We left there more than satisfied
And happily impressed.

Not needing any dinner, 
We checked out some local jazz,
Where Tom Hook, a piano player,
Entertained us with pizzazz.

It’s wonderful to have a chance
To try out something new 
As a little break before you’re back
To what you always do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Wolf Avatar
April 3, 2025 at 9:11 PM
Love the stylistics of this write, Ilene. A touch of whimsy; a touch of 'Ha-- I showed you.' ~ gw
Brotherton Avatar
April 1, 2025 at 5:43 PM
Your poetry is always filled to the brim with life. Sounds like a great time.
Mckeithan Avatar
April 1, 2025 at 1:29 PM
Sounds like a good time Ilene. Good poem
Rolland Avatar
April 1, 2025 at 8:20 AM
enjoyed your trip in New Orleans, good cuisine in the french quarter, i love this town , thanks for the delicate poem
Lane Avatar
April 1, 2025 at 7:00 AM
You ate at the Creole Kitchen? Glad to know you love our local cuisine, Ilene.
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