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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nice. I miss the chef. I especially miss his cook, although not crab. down with seafood!
"cooking."
Cook John will always be welcome down south with those recipes. As for New Orleans, it sounds like its becoming what its old sterotype used to be. Sad.
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