It's a wonderful spot, and sadly missed this year, since Frank is recovering from heart surgery and some complications that followed that surgery. This is my way of letting Frank know he's missed, and how much we're looking forward to his return to the tube. Introduction Thanksgiving is only one of two days where it's common practice in New Orleans for families to watch a parade on television. The Macy's parade never ceases to amaze local kids because it's all those people are out on the streets and nobody's throwing anything to them. Still, the balloons are fun, and there's the occasional year when there's a local band marching down Broadway.
Thanksgiving is a relatively quiet day in New Orleans.
Kids in schools in the metro area traditionally have the entire week off, so it's the fourth day they're home. New Orleans is still very much a destination city, a place people come home to. Those who still live here, be they parents, brothers, sister, or cousins, are charged with making things ready for the family. Which, of course, brings us to the subject of food. Gorging ourselves on Thanksgiving is a national pastime.