Born and raised in Louisiana, I appreciate its eccentricities – from drive-thru daiquiri huts to front-yard parking – its music- and food-imbibed culture – from fais do do’s to cochon de laits – and its colorful lingo – from pooyies to cher bébés. But YOWZA, was it good to get outta dodge for a few …
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