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Keep on Rolling

February 21, 2010 – Cross Country Trip – Day 4

After another night of heavenly sleep (courtesy of my friend bourbon), Cicely and I went on the road again.

Great sleep = Happy, Sunshiny Anne (photo by Cicely)

Our first stop was Lila’s Cakes and Chocolates. We didn’t do our research again because it was closed. I was heartbroken. I was looking forward to having some beignets and a mini kings cake. No luck. We trudged on.

photo from Film Shreveport/Bossier

The Hello Kittys & I pause for a photo op at the Log Cabin Grill (photo by Cicely)

I hoped to have Cajun food. Some time in the middle of the afternoon, I pulled off of the highway in search of some Louisiana style cooking. We noticed a restaurant called the Log Cabin Grill had a crowd waiting in front. We took it to be sign that perhaps there would be good local cooking to be found. When we sat down and looked at the menu, we realized we were wrong. It was a Tex-Mex restaurant and its popularity is based on the fact that it is DIFFERENT from the local flavor. {Sigh} The trip was turning into a comedy of errors. Being the clever gal that she is, Cicely reminded me that Louisiana has great seafood and that I should order the fried shrimp. It would probably be delicious. I’m glad I took her advice.

Fried Jumbo Gulf Shrimp with Cajun Roasted Potatoes

Crabcake Appetizer

The Hello Kittys try to blend in with the scenery

Cicely presents the ever versatile Hello Kittys

After our filling lunch, we journeyed on. Since her cold was worsening, I forced Cicely to take some Sudafed and rest.  With Cicely asleep and the iPod fully charged, I sped through Mississippi. Once we crossed into Alabama, Cicely took over. Because we spent the previous day lolly-gagging, we were all business and drove straight through Alabama, only stopping to refuel the car. We were on a mission. We wanted to make it to Jennifer’s (a high school friend of Cicely’s) home in Atlanta at a decent hour. After 9 hours and 597 miles, we made it.  True to form, we got there at a less than decent hour. Jennifer is a gratuitous hostess because she didn’t mind our very late arrival. Once we were there, Cicely and Jennifer caught up with one another and I passed out in Jen’s easy chair. The trip was taking its toll.