Thursday, February 24, 2011

Not Even If It's Charity

I'm reading a book called Where We Know: New Orleans as Home. It was a gift from three creatively maladjusted friends, who also happen to be three of our great literary citizens: Sam, G Bitch, and MF.

An essay in the book written by Eve Troeh contains what is definitely the quote of the day. Troeh recalls the story told to her by a family rescued from the Superdome and bussed to Arkansas:
"God bless them I know they were trying to be nice, but you do not put hot dogs in gumbo, even if it's just charity."