What a lovely, restful Sunday. We took Bouie to the park to run and train, had a great catfish Po Boy at Cap'n Sal's (the little Po Boy and Cajun seafood dive run by an Asian family in the Louisiana Avenue 'Hood near the Post Office. Very little English is spoken there -- you must order a Vitamin Water by color, not flavor!), and took in the Home Show at the Ponchartrain Center (have to start planning for the Ouachita house, you know!)
Then, why am I so sad?
I think it's because City Park still depresses me.
Here we are, 3 1/2 years beyond the federal floods following Katrina, and parts of City Park still look like Armageddon. Plans are in the works to re-build and improve the golf complex, and at least one of the Park's golf courses has re-opened to golf-starved New Orleanians on a budget. The NOMA and Storyland are looking better than ever. But, just look at those pictures of a cart path and tee box. Dead trees clawing at the sky, and overgrown everything.
Bouie doesn't seem to object, though. He likes the wide open spaces to run-run-run and fetch! Even on warm days like today. Good for him! Good for us all?
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