After a trip of some considerable length via car, bus, plane, plane and car, I am safely chez Casserole.
The Internet here has been spotty, so I am blogging quickly from St. C’s computer before we go out to see what the world looks like on the Gulf Coast a year after my last visit.
Yesterday we explored the French Quarter, including the beloved Quarterstitch on Chartres Street. Seafood Gumbo in a courtyard was lunch; beignets served for supper.
All the animals greeted me with love, as if I had been here last week and not 12 months ago.
It’s good to be back.