The Fried Piper made it to New Orleans( a fried city if ever there was one), on a beautiful saturday morning just in time for beignets and chicory coffee at Cafe du Monde. Scoring grease proved to be a challenge. It was hard to get to, hydrogenated, or filthy. Finally I turned to one of the luminaries of New Orleans cookery, celebrity chef and transplanted New Englander Emeril Lagasse. He set me me up with enough high-class grease from Delmonico to get to the border.
In Hattiesburg, Mississippi,150 yards from the Interstate you'll find a Japanese restaurant with a tank filled with the nicest grease this side of Austin. Further north, you'll tune into a great live music radio show from Oxford. You'll want to check out this legendary literary town, but the road leads NW, to a rest area in Alabama....
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