Daddy had some depositions in New Orleans, and we tagged along. Our first stop was the French Quarter and Cafe du Monde. We ate our weight in powdered sugar. Daddy finally had to tell Meg to stop dipping her finger in it. When Daddy turned his back, Meg took one last lick and whispered to Mommy, "Don't tell Daddy."
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Beignets (sp?) are the best!
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