Kat the lady mayor, the cat Brunswick, and Jackson (me, myself, and I), just wound up our annual two week visit to Fontainebleau SP in Mandeville, LA. Six years back this was our first experience living in 200 square feet, unless you count college dorms, where we did not live together, or even in the same city. The park sits on the site of one of Louisiana’s first sugar cane plantations and its soil is still dark and rich not to mention well-watered. Across the big lake from New Orleans it offers convenient access to The Big Easy and daughter Stephanie, who likes having us camp here as we are close yet sufficiently far away to preclude any spur of the moment visits. We have one last week left in the other fine Northshore SP, Fairview-Riverside in Madisonville.
Seafood is good here, especially the shrimp. Rouse’s (a south Louisiana grocery chain) runs a weekly sale on fresh, heads-on shrimp. Sizes vary, but the price is either $6 or $7 per pound. Last week they offered 9 – 12 count shrimps (per pound) and those big boys are perfect for grilling. They’re so good I cooked them twice using Jessica Gavin’s recipe shown here: www.jessicagavin.com/grilled-shrimp Don’t cheat and try to grill these over gas – use applewood charcoal.
A relatively slow year is coming up for us. A knee replacement lies ahead for me in April followed by several months’ physical therapy. You don’t knowingly trust your life or mobility to just anybody, so Duke Hospital is going to handle that. Kat thinks the procedure will make me 35 again, but 60 is more like it, and I fully expect to remain forgetful. We will spend spring and early summer in the Durham – Chapel Hill area. We lived there for several years early in the 21st century, and Duke helped me beat cancer in ’07. After I am once again more or less active we may roll up to New England for the rest of summer. It’s hard to believe how big this country is, but after covering the entire lower 48 we are here to tell you: Texas fits in the USA’s pocket.
In other news, Sopsher the defensive lineman (“Call me Ishmael.”) did not sign with LSU. He could have enlisted with the Marines, but instead chose Alabama. I hope he revels in verbal abuse ‘cause he’s gonna get it from Dr. Saban. Nick is so deep into football that long ago, before he got serious about it, while still an assistant coach, he had a drink with another coach in a bar. They were drawing up offenses on napkins and discussing how to set up a defense to stop ‘em. Hours later the police showed up and interrogated the two about the armed robbery that had just occurred. “Huh? What robbery?” Hey, it’s a true story.
In extremely late political news, Doonesbury character Melissa Wheeler won her race for the U. S. House of Representatives. And you should check out her first mention in that fine comic strip since November 6, 2018. Here is your link. www.washingtonpost.com/doonesbury/ If you wait too long, find the Sunday strip of Feb. 24, 2019.
And other than that, let me lean on Robert Frost.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.