Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
Feel free to throw tomatoes, Creole or otherwise, as I realize I haven’t been posting a lot lately. Well, that is going to change…starting now! Since I am still out of work, aside from odd jobs and writing gigs here and there, I have basically become my boyfriend’s “bitch” as […]
This church on Carondelet Street is so incredibly cool looking, I have been in awe of it ever since I moved here. I absolutely love the stepped columns leading up to the main tower. As I was standing there, attempting to take a photo with the least amount of electricity […]
John and I were strolling through Lafayette Square today and noticed that scattered among the other historical, more formal pieces in the park, lingered sculpture that didn’t seem to belong. For example, did this artist watch the movie Donnie Darko too many times or what? I mean with the “bunny” and […]
I’ve posted a few images of abandoned homes and I thought I might change it up a bit. So here’s something a little different: Yep…it’s a blighted car! Okay, so that’s not so different. But don’t you just love the way the vines are growing around the tires? On the […]
If there is one thing I’m not, it’s religious. My dad is a non-practicing Muslim and I’m pretty sure my mom is Christian, but neither of them ever took us to church or mosque, as the case may be. I never went to church on Sundays, I’ve never been baptized […]
Ever since reading The House on First Street, I’ve been sorely reminded of something I lack…a house of my very own. Before I hit puberty and was still playing with Barbie, I could care less what clothes she wore (in fact, she often went naked), all I cared about was […]
I love this house. Anyone who’s been to Tipitina’s or the Rouses on Tchoupitoulas Street would know it. Bright green, often projecting music and heavily decorated regardless of the season, I can’t help pondering who owns this double every time I pass it by. “GOD LOVE YOU”, “JESUS LOVE YOU” and […]
Several years ago, John’s mom Glenda drove down from Ponchatoula to visit with us for the day. Although she had lived almost her whole life only an hour’s drive away, she never really had the opportunity to explore New Orleans and John and I thought we might take her somewhere […]
Last week, I drove too far past Cafe Degas on Esplanade and had to find a place to turn around. Things can get kind of hinky street-wise around the bayou, so I hurriedly took a right on Verna Street, made the block and came back around on Leda. I suddenly […]
I’ve always been fascinated by the supernatural. Ghosts, spirits, and poltergeists became a small obsession of mine, especially when I was younger. Books relating “true” ghost stories and haunted houses littered my shelves and captured my imagination. Quite often, these stories would take place in a small rural neighborhood, completely […]
My best friend Chris bribed me with a double espresso from my favorite coffee shop on 2nd Avenue (in-house roasting!) and before I knew it, we were zooming north on Highway 280 and I was trapped. It wasn’t until almost 30 minutes later when we were crossing the Golden Gate […]
Both locals and transplants alike are going to cringe en masse at what I am about to say, but since this is my blog, I feel the need to be perfectly honest. I loved the movie The Big Easy. Now before you start throwing tomatoes at your computer screen and […]