Maggie Crozat is working her usual twenty-seven jobs, or at least it feels like that many. For one, she sells baked goods and soft drinks on the levee to raise money for porta-potties. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve, each of the plantations build a big bonfire and try to outdo each other. They can be thirty feet tall, a pyramid of logs or something as artistic as a miniature of the plantation’s manor house. Porta-potties are essential.