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COPYRIGHT 2005 South Florida Sun-Sentinal
Byline: Steve Petusevsky
The small light on my cell phone was enough to let me take notes on hotel stationery. I jotted down family recipes given to me in the hot, dark basement that evening. Talking gumbo as Katrina roared through
I was hit by Hurricane Katrina twice in a week. After sustaining this level one hurricane at home in Florida, I headed to Tuscaloosa, Ala., to work on a restaurant project. That's when Katrina headed inland from the Gulf Coast, and I experienced the devastation I have managed to escape during all my years in South Florida.
Many of the guests in the hotel where I was staying were New Orleans refugees thinking they would be safe in Alabama. And, compared to what happened at their homes, they were. But it was heart-wrenching to sit with these families and see conditions at their...
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