This Saints season brought more uncertainty than most, starting with whether we would even get one during the coronavirus crisis. But when it actually began I knew one thing for sure: The day after each game, I would eat red beans and rice while reading the sports page.

King cake at Carnival time — it’s instinctual in New Orleans. And yet this year much is different. Parades are canceled and many of the places where we find king cake have changed, from schools to offices. But the spirit of Carnival season persists in many other facets of local culture, and king cakes represent one edible, readily accessible example.

Where would you have your last restaurant meal in New Orleans? That’s supposed to be a rhetorical question, but we’ve faced a very real version of it.

New Orleans is so familiar with catastrophe, sometimes it feels like the way we answer it is part of our community character. We are defiant, we are resilient, we carry on, and we do it together.

Many of us are eager to support restaurants in the pandemic, but a lot has changed for how to do that best. That’s why I’ve been asking New Orleans restaurant people what would help them most now, and what they wished more people knew.

The cafe tables were empty at Loretta’s Authentic Pralines down in Faubourg Marigny and the display cases up front were barren. But in back, Loretta Harrison and her crew had the kitchen humming. Another batch of pralines bubbled in a copper kettle. The homey aroma of sweet potato pies in the oven filled the air. Harrison wore a pink facemask and a dusting of flour on her apron as she rolled more dough for the next round of pecan pies.

In Louisiana, we know our food has a narrative power in addition to its nourishing one, because it flows through families and is tied to place. It’s never more potent than when everything else has been kicked away. Many of us learned this on the long road back from Hurricane Katrina.

No one does Thanksgiving like Louisiana. It starts with the familiar framework - turkey, pie, bourbon, family politics. But to that we add so much from our own culture, our unabating obsession with the table. Because this is 2020 though, even this feast will be different. A holiday of togetherness and gratitude can’t escape feelings of separation and loss from the pandemic.

I learned long ago to bring an ice chest whenever I’m driving around Louisiana because of course so many routes are dotted with great butcher shops. It’s fun to stock up with smoked meats and special treats for home. Lately, I’ve been learning a lot more along the Andouille Trail - a circuit of markets, shops and restaurants around the River Parishes.

Before the pandemic, visitors flocked to Willie Mae’s to try this Treme restaurant’s famous fried chicken. It seemed like there was always a line for tables.