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resounding new orleans
I’m totally sentimental this weekend having spent much of the winter looking forward to taking this week off to get thee to the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival this weekend. I had even lined up friends to loan me dress up gear, a boa, a mask, hat, dress, make-up etc. I was dreaming to get all decked out in purple, yellow & green, I was even looking forward to standing in line to gobble up some Crawfish Monica.
dreaming of bacari
A dear friend is on the mend after a hugely courageous battle w/the devil incarnate, the big C. On a recent visit we got to talking and reminiscing about fine or ‘better’ dining & a few of our favorite restaurants when I reminded him about my wish that we may soon visit Bacaro – the Venetian influenced restaurant. On Division Street which lives up to it’s name, dividing the LES & CHINATOWN. Bacaro I learn is where you go for small bites in Venice.
My friend who is Venetian begins to peruse the online menu, mumbling, “ Fried oysters, now No, that is not Venetian”. There was something else that got the Oh No, until he ran across the black squid ink pasta. I tell him that’s what I had when a friend brought me here for my birthday and it was killer.