“We bounced the car up on the Algiers Ferry and found ourselves crossing the Mississippi River by boat. ‘Now we must all get out and dig the river and the people and smell the world,’ said Dean…” (On the Road, Part 2, Chapter 6) I’ve always lived where Jack Kerouac has been. I didn’t plan…
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Portrait of a Sunday (and a Monday Morning)
The rain was blowing sideways off the Mississippi River when we got in line to get into Cafe du Monde. I turned my red umbrella sideways to block it, and waited patiently with a dry head and a drenched grey skirt. The trick to sitting at a table in Cafe du Monde, you see, is…
Commander’s Palace
Evening before last, my husband picked up his phone and called Commander’s Palace to make a reservation for three to Saturday’s Jazz Brunch. Yes, 11:00 a.m. would be perfect, thank you. After they’d taken his name and signed the deal, he hung up with a somewhat shocked and slightly smug little look on his face. …
Playing Tourist
When you move to a city that you used to be your go-to Happy Vacation Place, occasionally playing tourist is an important thing to do. Think about it – once upon a time, you had this one place you were completely in love with, and would escape the day-to-day drudgery of your real life by…
The Way Home
For the past year (YEAR!), since J and I moved into our place and I commenced my commute to and from work via foot and streetcar, I’ve been keeping up a pretty stalwart gallery on Facebook called, “On the Way Home – a gallery for things I see on the way home from work.” A…
Spring Is Sproinging!
Winters here really aren’t that bad, considering where I came from. But, unlike last year, this one was miserable! I’m not sure if the winter was more harsh, or if I’ve adapted to the point of being a wimp. The Colorado Tribe (and fam in the North, etc.) can laugh all they want, but this winter…
We Let Those Bon Temps Rouler!
And good lawd did it wear us out! J and I live four blocks from St. Charles, so we leapt quite zealously into parade season, with the strong goal of Seeing Every Parade that Passes By For the Next Two Weeks. We almost made it. By d’Etat Friday, we had to take the night off. …
Parade Daze
Well, the Daze hasn’t started JUST yet. As the old song goes, “We’ve only just beguuuuun…” It’s parade time, y’all! I’ve been waiting for this since about a month after Mardi Gras last year, after I’d had some time to recoup. I love Carnival season. I love how, starting at Twelfth Night, it just starts…
Birthday Hound!!!
Oh my goodness, my dawg turns 14 today! I can’t believe how time flies. You may be a mess, but you’re MY mess, kid. Happy Birthday, little boo. Here’s to after work and couch time and extra treats. Woof! Featured Image: Tobers acclimated, and shows off his Saints Jersey.
Follow Your Crazy 