To Tres

Home after dinner

Charlie hasn't been very cooperative during my self portrait photo shots.

We celebrated, of course, our boy last night with dinner at Patois. We were giddy with excitement over him. I know we would have had the same feelings had the doctor told us it was a girl, so maybe it just shifted from surreal to real with knowing the sex. Although there still remains a tinge of "is this really going to happen," the joy, excitement, and wonder over a baby are taking hold.

Charlie studies the drink menu to decide what will come
after his Rum Ricky. I feel grown up with San Pellegrino!

We toasted "the third." He'll be Frederick Charles, like his father and grandfather. What we'll call him each day is yet to be determined, but we have a few ideas.

Lump crabmeat and avocado salad with sweet potato chips

Dinner was one of the yummiest we've had in a while...squash, vidallia, and basil soup, duck and andouille gumbo (excellent!), shrimp with artichoke hearts, sprouts, oven-dried tomatoes and a lemon emulsion, a lump crabmeat and avocado salad (unbelievable!), gnocchi with jumbo lump crabmeat, chanterelle mushroom and Parmigiano-Reggiano, and finally paneed rabbit with kale, smothered okra and and spicy tasso.

Happy girl!

Wait, there's dessert as well....Mexican chocolate cheesecake, homemade banana and peanut butter ice cream, and banana cream pie (outstanding!).

"Weapon of Choice"
Disappointed it's blurring, but this tiny sign by NoLa Rising
is tacked to the street pole right outside Patois' door.

We enjoyed Patois and will be back to the tiny restaurant nestled Uptown about 1 mile from our house. It was the perfect setting to celebrate our growing family. We talked about this and that, our upcoming vacation, work, family and friends, as we always do, but we each agreed how content we each were and how lucky we are to live this life.

And then...we went to look at breast pumps. Always an adventure.