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Time to educate the children. Quick Trip has that skanky coffee-flavored hot chocolate. That might be tasty. I love hyphens. Might even get a doughnut. Shit. Is this all really required? I want to go to Dead Man's Chest. I bet it has a swim-up bar and some nice Cabana Boys by now.
Posted by: Ana | January 16, 2008 at 07:02 AM
Morning, all. I'd go for some beignets and chicory coffee at Café du Monde, myself.
Posted by: Scott P | January 16, 2008 at 08:43 AM
Scott's idea is better. Let's go.
Posted by: Ana | January 16, 2008 at 11:30 AM
We can always go to the Quarter for hurricanes and hyphens afterwards.
Posted by: Scott P | January 16, 2008 at 02:04 PM
Just made a very fine pot roast and gravy with some potatoes and biscuits. Mmmmmmmm. Carin. You didn't see this.
Posted by: Ana | January 16, 2008 at 07:14 PM