Granddad schools B in the fine art of firing straw wrappers at the table. Thanks, dad.
While Yankees consider New York City to be “the city,” New Orleans is no slouch either. Mr and I took a grown ups only trip across the lake yesterday to walk around The Quarter and see an old friend of mine from college. It was hot and sweaty (and humid!!) but fun.
This poboy is totally smiling at me!!