Lessons learned

Or two days late (and a dollar short?).

I always have a hard time finding Monday red beans and rice, because I don't know many neighbourhood restaurants.

I ate lunch in one today, Katie's in Mid-City, and go figure, their Monday special is red beans and fried chicken (which is a variation I can get behind).

But since it wasn't Monday, I had a poboy. The cochon de lait (suckling pig) with creole slaw. It was terrific. But attention aux francophiles. It is not pronounced "co-shon" but rather "coo-shawn." For next time you're ordering.