Mr. Big Food and I are in French Quarter of New Orleans, Louisiana. It's been way more exciting than you can possibly imagine. Please hold your applause until the end.
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Deja vu all over again. It's sort of like Groundhog Day except we learned faster than Bill Murry. |
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Church boats |
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No permit required. I'm not a pro like Kat and this wasn't staged for me. |
And now it's time to metathink.
As I said, it's been way more exciting than you can possibly imagine. Too much stimuli. I'm on overload.
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We're going back to the Farm. |
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