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I'm a dessert whore. If it has sugar in or on it, I'm there. Rather, you can bet I'm eating it. So when I found myself in New Orleans recently you can bet your beignet I headed straight to Café Du Monde for their (world?) famous deep fried dough and coffee pairing.

Luckily for me, the experience lived up to its lofty reputation.

The only way to eat these famous morsels of carbohydrate goodness is piping hot and…

A few weeks ago I wrote about a Greyhound experience that was not so pleasant, fully knowing I might have to repeat the experience again. You see, I'm in a period in my life where budget travel is the name of the game. It's not a choice - it's an imperative. I'd happily fly first class everywhere I need to go but no one is paying me to do so and neither am I making the kind of money to afford that…

There is a form of travel in the United States, often mocked incessantly. A form of travel many consider beneath themselves. I too have always looked at it as a last resort. Recently, I had to call upon my last resort as I rode a Greyhound bus from Ann Arbor, Michigan to Charlotte, North Carolina. My friend Jen coined the term, "Ride the Hound" and…