Good morning world, and happy Monday! So, my lucky Friday the 13th vibe continued quite nicely, although not quite on the 13th itself. I’m still giving the 13th credit, though, simply because I want to. At any rate, J did not receive any positive work-related calls, but he did have another interview scheduled, so that…
Tag: French Quarter
French Quarter Friday: Wandering Royal St.
Well, happy Friday the 13th, world! I’ve always had good days, on Friday the 13thses, and today has begun no differently. Since I managed to not get loose from work until nearly 10:00 p.m. last night, I slept in a little. Once awake, I received the very grand and glorious news that my dad’s PT…
A Royal Mystery
The Royal Pharmacy, which crouches on the corner of Royal St. and Ursulines in the French Quarter, has rather an aura of Landmark about it. An aura of “I have always been here” and, really, that is not entirely untrue. From what I have been able to discover thus far, the property has been a…
A Little Less New, A Little More Native
It can be difficult sometimes, being the New Kid in a New City. It helps, when someone else is the New Kid right along with you, but then you are both together on the other side of that wall, seeking the proper nook or cranny by which to gain entrance. It is because of this…
Le Musée Conti
It is astonishing, on a 90° day with 74% humidity in New Orleans, the grand difference it makes depending on whether the sun is, or is not, behind a cloud. If the sun is tucked in all cozy-like behind a soft blanket of cloud cover, the temperature outdoors is more than tolerable, it is downright…
Bead Dogs Read More
Every job interview that I’ve had since I moved here has been somewhere on St. Charles Avenue. This is a delight to me, as one of my now-most-favorite routes, when I am to-and-fro-ing, is the jaunt allll the way out St. Charles, then up Carrollton Ave., until I hit I-10 back to this Metairie place…or vice versa,…
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…
Follow Your Crazy 