New Orleans
What My Fingernails Know
When every fingernail on both of my hands has broken, I know it for sure: summer is over. It happens to me…
It’s Mardi Gras & MyNewFavoriteDay!
Not only is it Mardi Gras, but I’m at ‘mynewfavoriteday’!…
Getting Lucky in N’awlins
Here are 5 Things To Make Sure of Before You Meet a Blogger In Real Life based on one cold day in New Orleans with Lisha Fink, The Lucky Mom….
The Terrible, Beautiful Tattoo
showed up without a plan, just a little design I had scribbled on a scrap of paper. I asked a few questions about the needles. “Lady,” said the man at the counter, “we ain’t interested in spreadin’ diseases.” Jed, the newest apprentice, was available. I agreed. Jed would be fine. What did I know? I wanted a tattoo….
The Hybrid Accent
I’ve spent most of my life above the Mason-Dixon line, but you would be amazed how five short years in N’awlins got all up in this East Coast girl’s upbringing and influenced my dialect!…
Gazpacho for Muchacho
A few days ago our family was eating dinner. It was a warm, breezy summer night and we were having our supper outside at our heavy black wrought-iron table, under our umbrella in the backyard. It was a light meal: a little bread, some cheese and fresh fruit. And gazpacho….
Lessons From The Sludge
Summertime makes me think of all the food and music festivals I’ve enjoyed over the years. I recall one particularly soggy Jazz & Heritage Festival in New Orleans, especially. Where I waited 30 minutes and to eat a $15 crabmeat Po’ boy….
Lessons From Summer Shoes
This is a piece I wrote in response to a writing prompt from the Red Dress Society. Participants were asked to write about shoes and connected them — in some way — to summer. This post is what was born….
Lessons From Eight Junes
June is definitely a time for endings and beginnings. Proms. Graduations. Weddings. New jobs. It got me thinking about all the Junes in my life. My parents started their married life together on June 23, 1963. My son will become a bar-mitzvah next June. One of my grandmothers died in June. And one of my friends, too. I tried to think about some significant Junes in my life, and this is what was born….