Day Twenty Eight – April 30^th

I have recently been examining all the known superstitions of the world, and do not find in our particular superstition (Christianity) one redeeming feature. They are all alike founded on fables and mythology. Thomas Jefferson

Not a lot to report in on today. Except of course my (what is now) traditional luncheon with William. For the last 5 years we have been going to the upmarket Mr B’s on Royal Street. We go there exclusively for the best BBQ Shrimp in town. You can check out Mr B’s here http://www.mrbsbistro.com/

The restaurant is one of the famous Brennan family businesses. Y’all can find the recipe for the shrimp at the above site. Just turn a blind eye to the amount of butter in the peppery sauce if you are on a diet. This is a dish that is eaten with your hands, to save your clothes from getting covered in the sauce you get to wear a paper bib.

Now I never like to create controversy and I am very mindful of being political correct (most of the time). However I have an observation from Jazz Fest that I’d like to share. Please take my observation with the humor that is intended.

I have noticed a number of (say) senior ladies dressed smartly, and on closer inspection, have had some work done to their faces. You know the ladies, no wrinkles, face skin unusually smooth. Botox, and this months new and expensive face cream made from Yak’s milk or something similar have warded off the ravages of time. They invariably wear shortish dresses and have a deep tan. The problem is, that when you glance down at their legs their skin in like an eighty year old rhinoceroses’ hide. I think there is a market for a new type of cream (would have to come in a very large container.) The cream would be used to get the said crinkly skin of the legs to match the odd looking smooth skin of those ladies that need to look younger. Just saying!