I'll Call You A Hooker But In A Good Way

Last night I met my very first blogger in person. I had dinner with the wonderful Paige of Malfunction Junction.

I made my best friend drive me to New Orleans to meet her and have dinner. I don't drive in the city because there are TOO many one way streets. And TOO many people. I'm from the country so I'm out of place there.

Well my bff is driving and I'm texting Paige that we're on the right side of her hotel and of course stupid auto-correct tells her we're in a grey campy instead of Camry. There is no place to park so we're at a red light and then Paige walks out the front door and we're yelling at her to run and jump in. It looked like we were picking up a hooker or something (Paige you would be considered a high class hooker though. K?). All the while assholes behind us are honking since the light turned green. That's a nice way to meet somebody huh?

Well we finally get to our restaurant. We picked out a good ole Louisiana restaurant with yummy seafood. I asked Paige what she was getting and she said chicken. Chicken? Turns out she hates seafood. Again I'm so super awesome at planning things huh?

Well our food was great (even Paige liked her chicken) and we laughed and told stories about stupid shit. Overall I had a fun time. I'm not so sure about Paige though since she was eating with two country ass goofballs.

I NEVER go to the city so this was an adventure for me as well. And my bff was pointing out spots where people had gotten shot over the past few days. (I don't watch the news)

And on our way back to drop Paige at her hotel, we were pointing out some good restaurants to eat at. And we passed a great po boy place and we told her what a po boy was. I cannot believe it but she REFUSED to believe a roast beef po boy would be any good. Y'all! ... Y'all! I couldn't believe my ears!

A roast beef po boy is made with special bread and has roast beef slices and the gravy from the meat on top. It is freaking AWESOME! It's not a soggy mess like you would think. The bread is different from hoagie bread so it's not a gooey mess. It's just fucking awesome!

And she wouldn't believe me for the world. I was shocked! I mean one thing I DO know is food. Trust me!

So overall I had a fun time meeting a super nice person. I hope you fun as well Paige. And that you try a roast beef po boy.

P.S. We totally forgot to take a damn picture. Oh well.