Elvis’s double bicycles through the streets of Acapulco, Elvis himself visits the fabled resort by means of backscreen projection. All, in short, is as it should be, and the song is delightful.
Elvis’s double bicycles through the streets of Acapulco, Elvis himself visits the fabled resort by means of backscreen projection. All, in short, is as it should be, and the song is delightful.
Snow shoes . . .
Marda Burton in her lovely French Quarter home. She is a writer, co-author of the definitive history of Galatoire’s restaurant, which you can find here.
My friend John, in town from New York for a few days, after a satisfying meal at Mon Ami Gabi, before a less than satisfying night at the gaming tables.
I came to grief over a seemingly invincible full house, head to head against a guy who made a better full house on the river, not before I had gone all-in, in full confidence that I was about to take down a monster pot. He had called my all-in with his two pair, had me covered and left me felted.
Heartbreaking stuff, folks.