Just home from a girls’ weekend in Crescent City, Mardi Gras beads remain in the trees, dangling like lazily sunning snakes. We girls shared good, good eats, a patio Hurricane then a couple of two-steps at the Rock-n-Bowl, a breezy open-window ride on the olé trolley car down St. Charles to counter service at The Camellia Grill, and so much more. It was indeed a great time with The Girls.
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Sarah’s sister in California has hens, and it’s her birthday. Like most party girls, hers love to have their picture taken. Besides, Gadora read recently there’s been a resurgence of Urban Coops (and she knows the joys of the birds on her parent’s Funny Farm)! It’s great to see the girls so happy.
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Back to The Camellia Grill. Eggs piled sky-high in the rear of the kitchen at the best lil diner I’ve ever waited 30+ minutes to get into. Once seated side-by-side and stretched along the counter, we girls ordered our egg sandwiches and milkshake chasers with a front row view of our meals coming together. The diner and Riverbend-institution closed after Katrina but now serves birthday wishes and greasy smiles to locals and tourists alike.
This weekend was a Big Easy, indeed.