Our first Saints game (and my first PB&J!)

Last fall, my family won field passes to a Saints game, so we ended up making a little weekend trip down south for the game.

We started the weekend off by enjoying an LSU game on a Saturday, then pulling ourselves together to make the trip to New Orleans that next morning for the Saints game that Sunday night.

We even got to visit with our long lost friends Liz and Mrs. Sallie. 

We stayed at Le Pavillion on Poydras, which was in the perfect location right between the Superdome and the French Quarter.

. . . and they offered free midnight snacks, but more on that later.

The quarter was getting quite festive for Christmas . . . 

We've actually lived in Louisiana our whole lives, and somehow this was everyones first Saints game.

(In our defense, they just became worth watching after Katrina)

How cute is this little fella?

Sweet little Sean Payton made sure to high five each and every player while they were stretching.

I think thats the key to success, if I do say so myself.

Since I know so much about success in the NFL.

. . . oh yea and there's the Seahawks with 'ol Pete. 

Whatever.

Our seats were pretty, um, elevated . . . but we couldn't complain, they were free!

After the game we took a stroll down Bourbon . . .

As many times as we had each been to New Orleans, we had never tried The Gumbo Shop, and it quickly became one of our favorite stops!

Pawpaw Stanto over there . . . 

It wouldn't be a complete trip to New Orleans without some beignets and cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde.

I was so proud of my camera's nighttime pics!

Every night at 10:00 on the dot, our hotel provides free pb&js with milk to all of their guests.

You can make them yourself with whatever jelly and bread you want.

Shockingly enough, I had never eaten a peanut butter and jelly until this very night . . . 

and I hated it.

Sorry Pb&J, we gave it our best shot, and looks like we just weren't meant to be friends.

See ya.