Saturday, March 27. Attention Span. A Worthless Trip. Still operating within my bachelor routine, I went to the Courtyard for breakfast, then ran the rest of my errands. En route, I got a call from Mary Leigh saying that the Mu Alpha Theta gathering in Baton Rouge was ending today, not tomorrow as Mary Ann told me. She would be home in time for lunch. Great! I have no radio show today, allowing us to have lunch at the Acme. The usual array of grilled oysters, wedge salad, and the soup-and-fried oyster poor boy combo came and went.
I received an invitation from some friends of Richard Collin--my old history professor, mentor, and the New Orleans Underground Gourmet. He died last month, and they're holding a memorial gathering. I really must read e-mail messages more carefully. I thought the event was in Hammond. I discovered that it was in New Orleans when I attempted to Mapquest the address. When I arrived, nobody was home. I would discover another misreading: the memorial isn't until April 11. If there's anything I hate, it's a needless round trip across the lake. The only thing good about it was being able to listen to an entire Prairie Home Companion show for the first time in ages as I rolled along, wasting time and energy.
I thought about stopping somewhere for dinner on the way back. But still full from lunch, I just went home. Mary Leigh wasn't hungry either. End of day.
Acme Oyster House. Covington: 1202 US 190 (Causeway Blvd.) 985-246-6155. Seafood.
