Good morning. Fest is over and I am grateful. Mother's day is around the corner, and I hope we can all share some good grub and drinks with our moms on Sunday.

I left work a little early on Friday to enjoy the insane weather we had this past weekend. I grabbed a Beam and walked around outside for a little. We had dinner reservations at Purloo for 7. After the walk, I had some time to kill so we decided to grab a cocktail at Cure.

The bar was pretty full for their happy hour. I decided against ordering a sazerac (which I usually get during their happy hour) and went with a bourbon cocktail. I don't recall the name, but "Terrytown" was a part of it. You can't go wrong with a name like that. It had bourbon, egg whites, bitters and orange. It was delicious and fluffy. They knocked it out of the park.

From Cure, we headed to Purloo. We made reservations on Opentable, and I had never been before.I had heard mixed reviews from my friends.

The restaurant is next door to the Southern Food Museum on Oretha Castle Haley. They actually share a wall, which is a curtain. I assume they can pull the curtain back to allow for space for private parties. The restaurant was not that packed. We we seated at the kitchen, which I found interesting for Opentable.

I ordered an old fashion, and shot the shite with the young guy in the kitchen. He was busy making deviled eggs. I believe he told me he peeled at least 300 eggs that day.I love devilled eggs.

After discussing the entrees with the staff, we decided to go with the short ribs and softshell crab. We also ordered the board for our app. It came with boiled peanuts, devilled eggs, pimento cheese, fried pickles, and some smoked meat.

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The board was pretty good. I found the peanuts to be interesting. The pimento was very delicious. The ribs were tender, but I was not blown away. I enjoyed the crab and it's cornmeal crust. The size of the crab was also nice. I was not crazy about the "jambalaya" it was served with. It was more of a risotto in my opinion.

After dinner, I wanted to sneak my head into a place on the corner I have passed several times in the past weeks. It is the New Orleans Jazz Market, which I discovered is run by NOJO. I had always seen nicely dressed people inside with live music being played.

I walked in a grabbed a seat at the bar. The bartender said that they had only been open a couple of weeks, but mostly had private parties. They operate as a bar during the night and a community center during the day.

Their cocktails were good, and the music was better. Trombone Mafia was playing. I grabbed a blueberry bourbon drink, and followed it with a blackberry bourbon. The blueberry was my favorite.

After a while, I grew tired and decided to head home. I passed out to prepare for the long day I had in store on Saturday.

I awoke with a slight hangover around 6. I got dressed to run some errands. After I was done, I went to District Donuts and grabbed a chicken biscuit. It had a red gravy and slaw on it. It was hot and amazing. It was a good base for the shite show that was about to occur.

When I returned home, I made a mint julep and tried to read up on the ponies. I needed to make some bets.

I made a refill and then headed to the Fest. I would be in the same tent as last week.

Upon arrival, I grabbed a Coors and walked to Congo Square. It was not too crowded.

I then grabbed a crawfish bread for nostalgia. It was not that good.

After a little music, we went to the tent to get some beers and dine. It was the same food as last week, with the additions of beef sliders, meat pies and red beans. I missed the gumbo. The sliders were very good. The meat pies were meh. I pounded several cubans and chased them down with a couple pitchers of Miller Lite.