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Date Posted: 15:38:51 12/28/04 Tue
Author: Mary Cheatham, www.FWLCookbook.com
Subject: The Grapevine Is on the Way to Everywhere

GRAPEVINE, PART I

Regarded by many lovers of fine cuisine as an unquestionable authority, Emeril is admired for his culinary expertise and undisputable taste. Emeril knows the best food and the best restaurants. In contrast to Emeril, I sometimes go to restaurants to enjoy the food and surroundings with no preconceived notion of what authorities regard as outstanding.

Two summers ago my daughter and son-in-law were living near the west bank of the Mississippi River. Although they resided in what was once the town of Modeste, their mailing address was Donaldsonville. I went to visit their animals while they sneaked away to Grand Isle for a vacation.

Every day during the animal sitting interlude, I explored the town of Donaldsonville, a magnificent place. Donaldsonville is so interesting with its quaint houses and historical buildings that a tourist would pay to go there if he knew about it.

The unpretentious settlement squashed next to the River contains monuments explaining its unique Civil War history, has a striking Catholic church with an imposing steeple, and displays its history of once being the capitol of Louisiana.

One day I wandered into the Grapevine, a restaurant with an unpretentious storefront on the main street known as Railroad Avenue. Inside! What a surprise! An art display that was worthy of paying an admission fee covered the walls. Everyone on the staff was friendly, not superficial.

The waitress seated me by a window, through which I could enjoy more art in the sunny courtyard and enjoy studying the cat living out there.

The warm French bread was irresistible. On the menu were too many good choices and no bad ones. Two men at the next table told me they had traveled from the southwest corner of Louisiana to have a great meal.

They were eating turtle soup. If they had traveled many miles for no purpose except to eat a great meal and chosen the Grapevine over all the restaurants they could have visited in New Orleans, I realized that I should try what they were having. I could not imagine that anything could taste better than the crawfish bisque I was eating.

I asked the waitress, �Could I please have a spoonful of the turtle soup?� She brought me a bowl of it!

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Re: The Grapevine Is on the Way to Everywhere -- Mary Cheatham, www.FWLCookbook.com, 15:50:45 12/28/04 Tue
- Re: The Grapevine Is on the Way to Everywhere -- Mary Cheatham, www.FWLCookbook.com, 15:54:09 12/28/04 Tue
- Re: The Grapevine Is on the Way to Everywhere -- Paul Elliott, 12:16:34 01/06/05 Thu