The house smells like crab boil tonight. The chef is making spicy crab legs and red potatoes with Reese's seasoning with fried chicken on the side. I think he'll fit right in at Mardi Gras next year.
I hugged a friend from New Orleans this week, and she says the city is a little scary for the first time. Although New Orleans has been violent before, she says it just feels more random these days, from break-ins to murders.
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Sunday, January 28, 2007
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