Let me see your 9-0!

Even when we fall down . . .



we get back up!

Fleur-de-lanthropy

Mother Mary reminds us that New Orleans' Second Harvest Food Bank stands to win after the Who Dat Nation wins this contest. Hmmm, hmmm, good.

The Death Star's Shadow

We already know about Jerry Jones' Napoleonic man muscle issues. But now, his Death Star is threatening to cast an Evil Empire shadow over the 1/2 of Shreveport that still considers itself part of Louisiana.

Who Dat Sam in Shreve-City has asked Cafe 641 to flex its undefeated muscle to make sure he gets to view the Saints on his television. Help a Who Dat in need:

"The Shreveport Fox channel is having a vote to decide which game to play on the 22nd. The rivalry between the Crygirls and the Bless You Boys is pretty intense here. Any votes the cafe and fellow Saints fan can through our way would be appreciated. It does require a user name to vote but you do not need to put a VALID email address since there is no verification. Here is the link."

I'll Cut a Cat

Skin the kitty that wrongs you.

Ride a Bike, Cut a Cat

Cafe 641 reminds its loyal Upper Terrace patrons to strap on their helmets for its Dash for the Dome bicycle pub crawl on Sunday. Here's the details:

Start: Mid-City Bulldog at 11 a.m. (depart by noon)

Stops: Mid-City Yacht Club, Finn McCool's, Handsome Willy's

End: Sacredome at 2:15 - 2:30 p.m.

And the Cut a Cat menu board is open. Not exactly an inspiring selection of players to feast on, but as Bigshot likes to say:

Black and Gold Super Bowl.

The Saints are gonna Tootsie Roll. Tootsie Roll.

Let me see that Super Bowl. Super Bowl.

Feeley's Feline Filet, anyone? Post menu suggestions here.

With apologies to real houswives . . .

It has come to the attention of the management of Cafe 641 that some women who call the city of Atlanta "home," and who may or may not dine at Applebee's, find a representation of their professional football team in the likeness of Real Houswives of Atlanta rubber chickens dressed smartly in two-piece, black & red cheerleader uniforms, with enhanced upper torsos, Barbie wigs, tiaras, and custom earrings to be an offensive, tasteless, and uneducated image.

To those women, the Chef would like to issue the following statement:

"Take your dirty bird back to the A T heL-to-the-no!"

As you might observe from the following images, there are plenty of professional, independent women who call the city of New Orleans "home" who find the same representation a thing of beauty.

professional woman

independent woman and "I'll cut a B**** woman"

music for every woman

two Real Housewives who know what it means to miss New Orleans

high on the Housewives

Housewife thief

dirty Dirty Bird

Kodak tastes Falcon

Perfect Housewife

This Cafe 641 experience made possible by the creative commitment of Carol, the designer of ATL Real Housewives, and Kodak, who won't stop Shootin' to Kill, to the Saints are sunning on South Beach in February.

In the Name of Buddy Dilly-Berto

Cotton Candy, sweet as gold.
Let me see your Marques Colllll-ston!
Your Marques Collllll-ston!