a gift from my son and his then girlfriend, a year after Hurricane Katrina, but not during Mardi Gras--
It has a lovely walkable French vibe and I loved the French coffee and beignets, and even ate alligator tail, but it isn't safe to walk in some areas.
I liked the sidewlak artists dressed and made up as statues.
One winked at me.
At
Cafe Du Monde, Vietnamese women were waiting tables.
The floor was slippery due to all the grease from the fried beignets.
It was even more slippery than the Peking duck-fatted floors at my favorite hole in the wall restaurant in Philadelphia, Chinatown. Also dusted with powdered sugar.
I lived in Philly 15 years going to graduate school and getting an MA and a PhD from Penn.
I've had an excellent life full of books and highly-educated people.
Kyi May Kaung
3-4-2025
