Hi, Garbage_truck. Here to pick up what's left of Non-Sequitur?
But you've just got to tell me, I'm dying of curiosity -- who the hell is Emille LaGasse?
You don't mean Emeril LaGasse?
What a maroon!
But you're right, I thought he was Orleanian -- French name, restaurant in the American Quarter, huge clientele. Who knew?
Non-Sequitur doesn't count. He ran out and did a search, hoping to find something, anything, to avert the incoming repayment of his moral crudities.
But he's still stuck. Because knowing Who's Who in America doesn't address the foundational problem of his animus against the South and Southerners, which is so deep and abiding he won't even visit a Fall River boy struggling to keep an eatery open in deepest, darkest Louisiana.
Lentulusgracchus you are a mean drunk and an ugly troll. Perhaps when you sober up you'll realize what a horse's ass you've been. Until then, shut yer yap.
Aw, Garbage_truck, you're so cute when you're being libelous and vile. Keep it up, okay? It's part of your.....essence.
So, you're angry because I do my research and check my facts before posting and you don't?