This was the scene at the storied 99-year-old Italian-Creole restaurant Pascal’s Manale in New Orleans.  Three of us – my sister, my boyfriend and I – shimmied over to the famous oyster bar for half-shell starter.  We got more than that.  Yes, we got a history and vocabulary lesson, too.  And a little lagniappe. Lagniappe…

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Never one to sit still for too long, I’m on the road again, this time here in the US.  I’m down in New Orleans for a visit to my boyfriend and his family.  Naturally, I timed my trip to coincide with Mardi Gras (my first!), but I’m not limiting myself to drunken debauchery. My boyfriend…

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