Wednesday, March 23, 2005

My mother, on the other hand, wasn't a tailor...

... and Asda sewed my new blue jeans, to my shame. And we didn't find the house of the rising sun, but we did find Lil Dizzy's Cafe on the corner of North Robertson and Esplanade Avenue. It's a great place for breakfast, a fantastic place for lunch, and the best place in New Orleans for Sunday Brunch. And the owner was so helpful, he even drove us to the local church when we asked where one was! It had only been open three weeks, but we went a total of four times during a week in the city.

On one occasion, a lady asked after my HSBC satchel, saying 'High School Baptist Church?' to which I replied 'No, it's a bank, Hong Kong Singapore Banking Corporation' (is that right?). 'She turned to her friend and said 'HE says it's some Hong Kong Singapore or something.' Glad I was spreading the word...

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