J and I rode bikes to Elizabeth’s this morning since the water was off in the neighborhood and we wanted breakfast. We rode through the hood taking GRSJ to Gentilly and over to Bayou Road and then down the back streets to get off Esplanade and then through the Marigny and Bywater to the levee – and there is something about riding my bike in New Orleans past the shotgun doubles and ancient architecture that makes me proud of this city and what we have – it’s like a living and breathing history book filled with all the riches in the world. Elizabeth’s was good – I had shrimp and grits, but their coffee sucks – big time – how can you have a breakfast place with suckass coffee? How can you be from New Orleans and serve suck ass coffee?