Thankfully, and I rarely think of it this way, I had a dozen seizures. Not all at once or anything but over the next decade…
Read MoreI dreamt last night that I was Scully (you know, from the ancient show X-Files) and had to exhume the remains of a vampire that was buried in an abandoned mine in Nevada…
Read MoreThe difficulty I can see with writing a blog that might potentially continue to highlight restaurants and bars is that, well, I’ll spend all of my time eating and drinking booze.
Read MoreThe first evening I arrived in New Orleans, I went to the Quarter (as do many) and had a Sazerac (as do many).
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