Yard Sale Day ! My yard sale driver and fellow buyer of stuff can't come out to play, yet,so my Grandson ,the groom , has offered to be my yard sale buddy. Only we couldn't find a sale. So we did what one born in N.O. and
one born to love good food, would do. We met for lunch. Fried oyster sandwiches. With a beer for one of us and a Coke for the other.The fact that we ate outside in the cold and wind, did not deter us from enjoying being together and eating our sandwiches.
This is such a crazy town. A couple of tables away from us, and we ,up until now, were the only ones in this make shift eating tent, came a couple with their bull dog. The dog got a cushion for the chair
and a blanket and sat on the chair at the table. I am not sure what he ordered.