What can YOU say in six sentences?
Nobody really speaks French anymore in Louisiana, at least not the younger generation, but everybody fakes it. Me, I really do, but I keep that to myself and pull in the shrimp nets and eat my soup slow-like with a polite spoon.
So the other day, I hear this song on the jukebox down at Ma Jolie Blonde by some group called Beausoleil. That was some good song, with a fiddler sawing away and an accordian player squeezing away and all the shrimpers swaying on their barstools to the beat.
So I say, I give $5 if the guy next to me knows what "beausoleil" means, and he don't know, and neither does the guy next to the guy next to the guy down the line.
Marie, who runs the joint says "it means nice sunshine," and palms my five off the bar, but her pretty eyes say "well, look at you!" and my eyes say back, "there's more surprises where that came from."