Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Bullets & Redfish
New Orleans' favorite chef Paul Prudhomme was shot today by a stray bullet while he was cooking at the Zurich Classic gold tournament. The bullet bounced off of him, and he continued cooking his fish. God I love this place. Not because of the murders and excessive bullets flying around, but because of characters like Prudhomme. I don't trust skinny chefs by the way.
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At this time when everyone's pretending they liked Al Copeland now that he's dead, it's a good time to sing the praises of someone as terrific as Prudhomme. He strikes me as the kindest, humblest guy I'd ever want to meet. And the fact that he got back to his cooking instead of moving to Asheville makes me like him that much more.
Hear, hear!
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