Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
My dad would rather pay for something useful, as opposed to something frivolous, so instead of a wedding, I’m getting enough for a down payment on a house and to be perfectly honest, I’m as happy as a clam. But, being this close to my lifelong dream of owning a […]
“If only I could have bought a house ten years ago.” This thought keeps running through my brain, especially when I see houses like this one. Located near the corner of Dufossat and Coliseum, this single, shotgun “cottage” is so beautiful and so quaint (only a bit more than 1300 […]
The first apartment I looked at when I was planning my move to New Orleans was on Burgundy Street in the French Quarter. Local realtor Maurice Guillot met my mother and I in front of the “garçonnière” we wanted to look at and took no time correcting our pronunciations. “Baby, […]
You’ve probably seen articles and TV shows about the whole “Tiny Home” craze that’s sweeping the nation and, believe me, it has not escaped my attention either. I totally dig the idea of not taking up a lot of space to preserve the environment, nature and wildlife. Not to mention […]
Sometimes it’s fun to go to extremes, pushing yourself to very edge, whether it be scarfing down fifteen dozen raw oysters in under an hour or running an “ultra” marathon, Although house hunting (a.k.a. window shopping) is definitely a lot tamer than either of those endeavors, I was thinking about extremes […]
The way I see it, almost any house you buy is a “fixer-upper,” regardless of how new. You always have to add touches to any dwelling in order to make it your home, whether that means picking out new curtains for the kitchen or gutting the bathroom. But, purchasing a […]
It was within the pages of books that my love affair with New Orleans (and the South in general) took root. Inhaling the scent of ink and bound paper, I would loose myself in stories like Kate Chopin’s The Awakening, John Grisham’s The Pelican Brief and A Confederacy of Dunces […]
Before I started doing these house-of-my-dreams posts, I would spend hours searching real estate websites and endlessly harassing my boyfriend John. “Hey baby, check out this house. It’s only two blocks from the streetcar!” or “Oh my God, you have to look at this house, it’s less than a block […]
When I first moved to New Orleans from the Bay Area, I lived in a one bedroom in-law behind a gorgeous old house (that was broken up into apartments) in the Garden District. After long days filled with trying to find my furniture (now THAT’S a story) and sending out […]
Location, location, location. The oft-used aphorism really means everything when seeking to acquire real estate. Sometimes it works in favor of the buyer, sometimes the seller, and sometimes (if you’re lucky) both parties win. I think this is one of those times… On the 6300 block of Laurel Street lies […]
“Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?” -Alfred Lord Tennyson If I could truly live inside my dream, it would likely look like this gorgeous, double gallery home on 8th Street in the Garden District. Can you see me flitting around, traipsing over […]
Unless I manage to win the jackpot from Publishers Clearing House (which I enter religiously online), I don’t see poor little me ever affording a my own home. Until then, I will continue to dream, hope and work real hard…who knows what can happen? Maybe one of these days I’ll […]