The rain was blowing sideways off the Mississippi River when we got in line to get into Cafe du Monde. I turned my red umbrella sideways to block it, and waited patiently with a dry head and a drenched grey skirt. The trick to sitting at a table in Cafe du Monde, you see, is…
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Menu Mondays: Cafe du Monde
I have found myself, of late, pondering birthdays. This is undoubtedly because my own is fast approaching, and will arrive in a whopping 10 days. My emotions are mixed about this one, several-fold. I will be turning 36. This does not bother me on a daily basis, but occasionally I find that it completely squicks…
