Well, live and learn.
Folks around here plant by the signs.
One must never plant when ‘the signs are in the bowels’ however(!) it is propitious to plant potatoes when ‘the signs are in the feet’.
Unfortunately, I have no freaking clue what these people are talking about and I am having to research it.
Fortunately, I found a site that has blue-grass music and information on the signs, bowel and otherwise.
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I have not had time or energy to blog for a while, but things are starting to settle.
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The other grand dames have held onto traditions and standards, and eventually this has paid off for them. The dining rooms at Galatoire’s are full, boisterous, and filled with well heeled locals. Dinner at Arnaud’s is still marked by formality and solid cooking. The various rooms at Antoine’s are largely empty and deservedly so. Antoine’s chased the buck and now all that is left is a pitiful reminder of what was once a treasure.
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Actually, its chicken gizzards–posted on one of my favorite food blogs: RouxBDoux‘s
RouxBDoux is back posting up a storm. Glad you are back, RouxBDoux!
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Do not eat the bread of a man who is stingy;
do not desire his delicacies,
for he is like one who is inwardly calculating.
“Eat and drink!” he says to you,
but his heart is not with you.
I know, because I worked for that son-om-a-bitch!
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