In (what seems like 100 years ago) the spring of 1980, I found myself home with my parents and unemployed. The advertising firm where I had taken refuge after too much college fun had closed after getting stuck for about $100K in media [...]
But there's a lot more to NOLA than this sweet delight ... and well beyond the (much deserved) highly touted Commander's Palace (but do stop by for a Bloody Mary on Sunday!) or Irene's Cuisine and of course the granddaddy of 'em all, Brennens. [...]