When you make it to Lilette, ignore the celebrities and focus on this: white truffle parmigiano toast with wild mushrooms, marrow and veal glacé. The opium of the food world. If you do not like this, if it doesn't put a face-melting expression of pure happiness on your face, there is something wrong with you.
When you do get up the next morning for brunch at Commander's Palace, wear pants. They will not admit you without pants. Also, order the turtle soup. And make sure you know enough Dixie so that when the band comes around you don't look like a total fool. Sweet Georgia Brown and Up the Lazy River are good calls.
Then take a nap. It's hot out.
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