Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
When the weather heats up and the days get longer, all I can think about is relaxing outside with a pitcher of sangria, crisp tortilla chips and a heap of heavenly ceviche. Ceviche, in all of its forms, seems somehow representative of tropical vacations and warm ocean breezes with its […]
A little over a month ago, I celebrated my birthday again at Herbsaint. As dorky as it may sound, I was looking forward to my 42nd because for a whole year, I would be the “Answer to The Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.” You see, I had […]
A creamy cappuccino at Herbsaint made from French Truck Coffee…sigh.
This past Saturday, the power was still out and John and I sat sweating, dreading another evening of darkness and sticky hands of Gin Rummy. I was irritable, stinky and facing a dinner of tuna-in-a-can when I suddenly realized I’d completely missed out on a birthday celebration. The week previous, […]