Jazzes

Went to a "newer" restaurant here in town over in the "richer" part of the neighborhood called Jazzes.

We thought it would be highly ironic if we went to a authentic New Orleans kind of restaurant after the hurricane. The food was fantastically good. I had the blackened catfish the boy-toy had a small cow, needless to say we came home with a very large "kitty" bag to eat later (and obviously to feed our kitty cat too). "bout 50 bucks for the two of us and I felt like we were eating like royalty. Jon ordered beer, I ordered a nice white wine and I really believed time was slowing down. There was a small jazz band up on stage (sounded more like blues than jazz) and we just sat in there and ate and talked for hours.

Guess what we did at home afterwards for hours??? Can you guess?