THE BON TON CAFE

By ROBERT ST. JOHN,

A week ago this morning, I was in New Orleans on a quick getaway with my wife. While reading the newspaper at my usual breakfast spot that morning, I noticed a story that mentioned that the legendary New Orleans restaurant, the Bon Ton Cafe, would be closing at the end of the week. Friday would be their last day.



Parenting (and Pasta)

By ROBERT ST. JOHN,

When I look over the past two decades in my life as a parent of a daughter and son, there are many moments that make me want to swell with pride. I remember the time my elementary school-aged daughter befriended a girl in her Sunday school who announced to the class that she had no friends.





THE AMERICAN DREAM

By ROBERT ST. JOHN,

Several years ago, country music legend and noted Mississippian Marty Stuart and I were on the dais of a radio show.

While we were each waiting our turn to go on the air, we struck up a conversation about one of my favorite subjects, and most certainly one of his, our home state, Mississippi.



The Early Days: 32+ years ago, the Purple Parrot and I were still on our honeymoon

By ROBERT ST. JOHN,

Just a little over 32 years ago, I was a few weeks into the honeymoon phase of my first restaurant opening.

There have been 17 other openings since then. They have all been stressful and hectic, but there is something about the first one that holds such a special place in my heart.






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