“My name is Whitney. Like the singer, but I can’t sing a lick. Mardi Gras is the chef’s kiss for me. I wait for Mardi Gras every year and thaw out like a piece of chicken. Every year.
I always loved Mardi Gras, but I’ve learned to appreciate it because we’ve got different races and different classes of people. Everybody’s coming together at one time for the love of Mardi Gras. All the political things going on–it doesn’t matter. We’re out here for the same thing.”
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