Born and raised, left, returned, left again, back again. Be it ever so crazy, there's no place like home! Being a New Orleans native means that you:
cook without a recipe
throw a party for no reason
throw a party because a hurricane is coming
throw a party when somebody dies
throw a party when a new baby is born
were born Catholic, but attend churches of all faiths
rarely eat out, and when you do, you go home and perfect (fine-tune) your favorite dish
get frustrated, leave, then RETURN!
Unfortunately, this reality reflects the world in which we live. Does your modesty override your safety? Get over it, or take a train.
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