Easy

I'm off to The Big Easy to visit my stepdaughter at Tulane. My vegan stepdaughter. I think the vegan population of New Orleans is probably one.

The last time I was in New Orleans I had two hurricanes and a basket of gator bites. And then headed out to party. My how times have changed.

Also, there's nothing much for me to show. I haven't been back since Katrina, but I understand my highschool is gone. My ballet school is gone. The place where my mom and I began the tradition of lovely ladies lunch is gone. The store where my mom bought her favorite hat, gone.

However. I suspect if you gave me a chicken neck on a string, I would still know how to catch dinner. There are just some things that can't get taken away.