Everything. I can remember when reading books about the Old South when I was a young girl thinking that New Orleans must be the most wonderful place in the world. I dreamed about visiting, but didn't make it until I was 40. Y'all stole my heart, the smells of that wonderful food, the beautiful patios, streetcars, Hurricanes, the carriages, waking up in the old hotels. She got a hold of me, and I don't think will ever let go.