Guest Author: Lisa

You may have noticed that the humble proprietor of this weblog, Jeremy, has been a bit busy lately -- though perhaps by "busy" he really means "I'm in rehab". In any event, I agreed to guest blog on Frost Street for a few entries in order to fill up some of the dead air. However, I must warn you that if you're looking for the sophisticated food analysis you generally expect from Jeremy, you will not find it in my entries. I am culinarily challenged.

So, what these entries will lack in quality I hope to make up in quantity -- I eat a lot, and I'm proud to report that I just spent the weekend eating and drinking my way through New Orleans. To start, my hotel was conveniently located a mere two blocks from the inimitable Caféu Monde, and because the cafés open 24 hours a day, beignets and caf頡u lait made both a delicious breakfast and a great late night snack. Truth be told, beignets are basically nothing more than the zeppole you'll find at every New York City street fair, yet for some reason, beignets are better. Maybe it's just the romance of sitting in an outdoor cafén a lazy Southern city, powdered sugar swirling in the air around you. I certainly hope the atmosphere is part of it -- I prefer that beignets remain a New Orleans treat. If Caféu Monde could replicate its magic on the Upper West Side, it would do some major damage to my waistline.