CajunCreole Spice at Border Cafe

Border Café, odio et amo. Hostessing here for 4 months, I hated the loud music, boisterous drunk clientele, disorganized management structure, pissy waiters constantly whining about sizzling-fajita-burns and that relentless CajunCreole food stench that bores its way through threads of clothing and pores of skin and inevitably marks you as a patron of the place for…