For over 20 years, I worked as a technical trainer in Plaquemine, LA and Lake Jackson, TX. I'd typically go there 3 times a year, sometimes 5. I'd try to sync one of them with the week before the Jazz Fest, then stick around for the party. Some of the best eating on the planet is Gulf seafood. I'd often go to Mike Anderson's and get the broiled seafood platter with a big Abita Amber, or two or four. I had a few friends in the New Orleans area so I've eaten at a bunch of hole-in-the walls all over LA. Great times, I miss it. Awesome people, awesome music, big fun.
I'm not a big fan of the hottest days of the year in LA or TX. I'd sweat like a stuck pig. Not to be confused with a squealing pig.
