Remember when my head exploded over someone's misguided food choices and the Phenom pointed out that the real problem was my food snobbery?
That person is in NOLA right now. And, I might passively rant in my own home when he eats frozen-from-the-other-side-of-the-planet crab legs during soft-shell season on the NC/SC coast, I can not let him eff up eating in NOLA. I sent him several options for fine food and drinks ranging across the cost spectrum.
The Phenom has been taunting me all evening with "I bet he's at the IHOP on Canal Street." Just might be the meanest thing you could say to me.