I was watching a cook show yesterday. The locale was New Orleans. They were describing and showing a fried oyster po boy. I have to confess, and this embarrasses me, I realized that I was drooling. I think this was a subliminal message to me to go forth
to N.O. and eat. Actually, there isn't anything that I want to do in N.O. except see my remaining family and eat. The problem is that there are not enough eating times in a day to eat all of the wonderful meals that are available there. There is a limit to
how full you want to feel. I'm willing to give it a try.