It's been quite a week, guys. I've had hilarious fun and seen some awful destruction. I'll have pictures for you, probably by the weekend. Except for one shrimp po-boy and some sushi, I photographed everything I ate at Mardi Gras, from the homemade jambalaya to the parade-route corn dog. I'm giving up cigarettes for Lent, and I drank a couple of extra bloody marys for good measure.
I am happy that I still have a home in New Orleans.
Talk to you more soon.
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Mmmm...corndog. Looking forward to the tale of EB in Mardi Gras.
Was there anything better than the housefront "restaurant" in the Treme with the oxtail, crab-boiled chicken, dirty rice, corn and the soulful live rendition of "You've Got a Friend" on a boombox after a Fat Tuesday of drinking and mayhem in the French Quarter? For my money, there wasn't.
Good to have you back, my dear!
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