Thankful for Beignets

When I was a kid my dad and I went quite often to Morning Call or Cafe du Monde to get beignets and cafe au leits.  It's really one of those childhood memories, along with Saints games, that I will always remember about my dad and me. Seriously, I love them so much I've been known to treck several blocks through pouring rain in the French Quarter just to get a frozen cafe au leit.  They're THAT good.

So of course, since I'm trying to raise my children somewhat as New Orleans girls who happen to live out of state, we took Kendall for her first experience. She received her first lesson before bite one on how to scientifically bite into a powdered sugar covered beignet.  Breathe out and you'll spray a puff of sugar all over yourself and your table guests.  Breathe in and you'll get a big 'ole snort of sugar. True New Orleanians can eat an entire order with no sugar on (or in) their noses or clothes.  It's a true test that must be mastered. (Point in case: guy behind Kendall in green shirt.  Local. No sugar remnants on his hunter green shirt, which is a brave color of choice.)

Kendall did pretty good for her first time.  And I think she likes it enough that we'll be going back for plenty more practice.