Willie Mae’s has been around for a long, long time. In recent years, the restaurant has been featured on places like the Travel Channel and the Food Network, which is rather impressive. Once a place becomes hyped to that high a level, though, one wonders if it is true, or if they are simply being…
Homecoming
Coming to New Orleans on vacation and staying in the French Quarter and relying only on your feet and the streetcars is one thing. Driving into it and finding a place to park is quite another! Needless to say, when we went down to the FQ that first Friday in town, it was a very…
Recap 3: Arrival
There is a distinct and sudden feeling of Otherness, the second you cross over the border from eastern Texas into Louisiana. Reclaiming the helm at a welcome center just across the line, I immediately cruised us through Shreveport, and knew I was in the right state because the pro-environmental billboard on the side of the…
Recap 2: The Journey
We woke up at the arse-crack of dawn last Tuesday to prepare for our departure. After taking what would turn out to be my last HOT shower for a week (A WEEK!), we drove in the dark over to P&M’s house to retrieve the UHaul. They were kind enough to let us dock our ship there,…
Recap 1: The Last Days of Colorado
*BVoooooM!* That is the sound I keep hearing in my head, now that I am back online. You know, that “Ham Radio Coming Back On the Air, Pump Up the Volume Style” sort of sound. Hello world, greetings from Louisiana. As I write this, I am drinking an Abita Jockamo IPA and am at the…
On the Road, Off the Grid
My home internet shut off today. I have also made the discovery that I am completely inept at writing anything longer than a sentence or two via my telephone…I just don’t have those mighty thumbs. This means that this will be my last blog entry until I arrive in Louisiana next week and get Molly…
Sleepily Deprived
Spring Break is at present officially on the very tippy-top of my list of Things I Hate. I know, “hate” is a strong word, but when you’re as stressed/excited/running full steam/exhausted as I have been of late, “hate” doesn’t feel nearly strong *enough.* I’m not entirely certain just when I became an old fuddy duddy…don’t get me…
Things One Sees When Walkin’ the Dawg
It is typically rare that I have either my camera or my phone with me when I take Toby out for his walks in the park next to our apartment building. Not enough pockets to juggle a photo-taking device, my building keys, pooperscooper bags, AND the dawg himself! Last Friday, though, I DID have my phone…
High Watah, Birthday Rituals, Gator Feet
Last night, I took my friend Cody to see the Mississippi river. He was ecstatic, and slightly overenthusiastic, trying to climb down the rocks off the levee in order to touch the water. He didn’t want to swim in it, thank goodness, but he just wanted to dip a finger in. This was up on…
Follow Your Crazy 