Here are my mom, me (wearing the hated glasses) and my brother Jeffrey again; this time in front of the Café Du Monde in New Orleans; probably taken in 1964. We'd drive over from Houma, where we then lived, and spend the weekends. The New Orleans farmer's market was a fun place to visit in those days; we'd go there after a trip to the Audubon Park Zoo. Point me toward the beignets, please!
After having our fill of powdery donuts and chicory coffee, we'd wander through the French Quarter until evening, then we'd have dinner in an Italian place called, I believe, Madame Turchi's or Turci's. It had the best spaghetti and meatballs I've ever had, before or since. The lady who owned it evidently had been an opera singer at one time long before and she and my mom were great friends. Wonderful days!
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