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Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:18 am
by Oyster
Interesting! Thought someone would have known about this prior to hitting the Times-Pic.

Comments below the article are always...um...entertaining.

http://blog.nola.com/brettanderson/2009 ... _sold.html

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 10:13 am
by The Bear
These guys broke the story about a week ago

http://blackenedout.blogspot.com/2009/0 ... story.html

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 6:04 pm
by Leo in B.R.
I guess the Baton Rouge bistro is included?

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 7:12 pm
by edible complex

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:45 pm
by Gourmondo
I have known a couple of folks in the family. A whole mini-series could be written about the drama within that clan.

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 2:59 pm
by BTG
Gourmondo wrote:I have known a couple of folks in the family. A whole mini-series could be written about the drama within that clan.
It can't be worse than the Brennan's can it?

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:17 am
by Oyster
Wow! Thanks for update!
This sounds like a real Battle Royal!
Or, should I say...Battle Bourbon...

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:43 am
by EatinAintCheatin
Oyster wrote:Or, should I say...Battle Bourbon...
Now that's an Iron Chef competition that I'd like to see.....and taste!

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 8:44 pm
by edible complex

Re: Galatoire's Sale Pending

Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 4:49 am
by LauraMc
These days, how can they even tell what harassment is with the way people speak to each other. On Saturday, we tried City Diner and were the only table in the early afternoon. The cook asked the waitresses at least three times "what are you b*tches up to?" And they responded in like with sassy remarks that I couldn't even understand.
Yesterday, at work, it was so hot in our office that we opened the door. Employees and visitors had conversations in ebonics that I couldn't begin to translate except for hearing the n, w, b, f, and a few other words. All seemed to be friendly conversations.