It’s a good thing they waited until after the jazz fest to go on strike. I hope they get what they want. None of the buildings I talked to plan to cross any picket lines.
I’m trying to quit. Those weren’t all mine.
The photographer and I couldn’t decide between mango and strawberry at Au Festin de Babette so we had both.
As a matter of fact, I had a lot to eat for a Sunday. Pizzedelic, Juliette et Chocolat, Panici
You eat a lot, you have to rest a lot. One of my favorite benches on St. Denis:
I was thinking I was having a tough day with all I had to eat, but this guy was really having stomach problems. Look how bent over he is:
