My friend, Amy, has an association management company. Part of her work includes planning and running conventions. After losing her longtime employee, Pam to a new job opportunity, she was in need of help with a big convention this past week. I went along to help. It was very intense work. Amy is so good at her job that she makes it seem easy, but it is hard work. Of course the parts I will report include food. We pulled off in Hattiesburg on the way down. C'est la vie bakery was in our sights. I had read Robert St. John's column about it and heard Sophie talk about it.
They were right. Perfect croissant with curry chicken salad.
My view included Deer Island. It was rainy most of the time we were there but how would we know? It is very unreal inside the hotel, casino and convention center with no windows.
I did important work.
Drink tickets were like gold.
Reception food was excellent. Look at the size of that shrimp.
The sun came out a little. I was so tired every night.
One of the perks.
I think I could live in a hotel.
Where else can you get excellent gumbo sent to your bedroom door?
Before heading out we had a decompression lunch. Poor Amy spent most of it on a conference call. Check out that fresh orchid.
I got more gumbo and a 1/2 shrimp po boy. Next morning, needing a little exercise (although I got a lot walking and lifting), we hit the mean streets of Summertree.
Saw this weird root that looked like he wanted to walk with us.
I read somewhere that it could cost less to live in a Motel. I don't think a great hotel where you were would qualify, Something to think about. I liked the "walking root man." MOM
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