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Mama's
Tucked away on one
of the city's less well frequented streets just beneath
the road leading eastwards towards I-10, is a small
café that always seems to be open to provide
travellers and New London natives alike with a hot
cup of Joe, a tall, cold beer, a plate of spicy, buttery
crawfish and a woman that makes it her business to
provide good food, good company, and good advise.
As far as anyone can tell, Mama's opened its doors
some time in the early seventies, and has been open
almost constantly every since, providing lucky tourists
and clued-up locals with some of the best, not to
mention the cheapest food in town, and a solid shoulder
to cry on.
Mama herself is almost always in attendance to make
sure all her customers have what they need. An ample
black woman in her fifties with greying hair and dressed
in painfully bright, floral-print blouses, Mama is
one of the city's kinder souls, and has been known
to give people that wander into her café a
bed for the night, and even do their washing and ironing
for them, never asking for a single penny in return
for her kindness.
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