On Mon 02 Jan 2006 04:32:43p, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it The Bubbo?

> I got back from New Orleans this afternoon and sadly, I've nothing
> interesting to report foodwise. The bulk of my time was spent up in
> Slidell with David and his friends and family. Any places of note or
> interest in Slidell are pretty much wiped out. I ate at a 'Lebanese'
> place one night (they served kaiser rolls with plates of dipping oil
> liberally sprinkled with canned parmesan) and a 'mexican place that used
> fake cheese in the quesadilla. I did manage some pretty good sushi last
> night, however.
>
> My favorite Indian restaurant in the world had just recently re-opened,
> but they only had buffet service as there just was not enough staff or
> supplies. Sadly, it seems they have new ownwers and the owners were what
> made me love that place.
>
> I had a passable shrimp po' boy, but nothing compared to what I have
> eaten before.
>
> I rang in the New Year at Jackson Square in the French Quarter, a
> completely unexpected trip (I was expecting to watch David and his
> friends blow things up).
>
> All in all, the trip was hard (it was heartbreaking to see the
> destruction) but there were many highlights. David and I had a great
> time together. Now I just have to wait patiently for him to come home.

It sounds like a very bittersweet experience, Heather. I used to have
family in Metairie, but they had moved away years ago. Despite all the
television coverage, I still cannot imagine what it must still be like.

--
Wayne Boatwright *¿*
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