My one regret is never taking the time to visit New Orleans proper. [Well, one regret of many. But it was the only one relevant to the conversation, so she lets it sit at that.

Before she knew it Adele had finished her wedge of cornbread as well, but as she is slighter and taking up various forms of exercise and training again, she feels she doesn't need another. She contents herself with the stew and her soda.]

You can keep the tin of cornbread Rems, don't worry about sending it, or the pot, back with me. We have plenty at the house.