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Vita's Vegan Ventures

I recently woke up with a taste for Louisiana in my mouth, a taste I got very familiar with back in the summer of 1988.  I was fresh out of high school and, for the very first time, I got on a plane.  My destination, Lutcher, Louisiana.

I was an engineering major set to co-op at Dupont in LaPlace, a city about 30 minutes from Lutcher, a small town of five, maybe ten, stop lights, one grocery store, and one post office.  My lovely, generous hosts were the Clark family, Ronald, Diane, Tiayya and Dexter.  Their home was a new one on a street with other new houses.  Having no sidewalk was the only thing that their street had in common with the surrounding streets, which were lined with homes that were older and, for the most part, smaller, than the Clarkes’.  I remember that families in Lutcher seemed close. …

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