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Observation: A fall weekend where your clothes don’t end up smelling like campfire smoke seem less successful than a fall weekend where they do.

From the smell of my clothes, this was a successful fall weekend.

Gumbo for dinner? Beignets and Bourbon Bread Pudding for desert? In some tiny farm/college town in the middle of Minnesota?

Sure. Why not.

(Spoiler: This NOLA boy can confirm it was delicious)