The cordless phone is glued to Marion's ear, while her eyes are on the big-screen TV. She's sitting at a table near the kitchen of the restaurant that bears her name, absorbed by the unyielding coverage of Hurricane Katrina's cataclysmic aftermath. It is well past eight on a Tuesday night, a time when customers straggle in rarely, if at all. Various family members and employees (often one and the same) sit with Marion. Some smoke, some get up and walk around, addressing whatever little business is... More >>>