In the 1960s, I was in grade school, and we didn't have a lot of money. When we "vacationed," we took a 6-hour car ride from North Louisiana to my Aunt Marie's house in Metairie. Every time we visited, we took a trip to Cafe du Monde in the "Quarter." The smell of the coffee and taste of the donuts are treasured childhood memories. I am taking my own children there for the first time on Monday, 6/2/03, about 38 years after my first visit.