Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
If you’ve never had a good roast beef po-boy, you’ll never understand the tactile delight of rich, brown gravy covering your mouth and sliding slowly down your hands every time you take a bite of this uniquely New Orleans sandwich. Roast beef po-boys would always be my “go-to” choice for […]
. . . is a sweet ride in a Cadillac with fat rims and fuzzy dice. And just to make sure everyone knows it’s a Cadillac . . .
Quite a few of my dreams have come true since moving to New Orleans, the first of which was living here…check! Another dream involved pursuing a career in writing and though that is still in the works, it’s finally begun…check! I also fantasized about meeting the man of my dreams, […]
A long time ago in a land way out West, a friend of mine took me to a “hole-in-the-wall” Italian restaurant dubbed “John’s” where I was served, quite possibly, the best Linguine & Clams I have ever eaten. I distinctly recall devouring a gargantuan pile of hand-made linguine lovingly enveloped […]
It was early afternoon on a gorgeous Spring Saturday in New Orleans and the days were just starting to feel warm, but not quite hot enough to have you dripping sweat after only dragging yourself off the couch long enough to get a nice, cold drink from the fridge. Shalom […]
I am a bit fanatical when it comes to anything Disney. I love the movies, the characters and the theme parks. Disney paraphernalia is dotted all throughout my house. In the kitchen alone you’ll find Alice in Wonderland S&P shakers, a “villain-ness” cookie jar featuring Ursula, Maleficent and the Evil […]
A magical, French, eight-letter phrase has enabled this dirt-poor, wannabe local to enjoy some of the finest cuisine New Orleans has to offer. It’s a phrase that I listen for, wait for and yearn for on a weekly basis in hopes that, yet again, I can set my taste buds […]
I’ve never been a big fan of public transportation. Some of the most haunting memories of my childhood involve a frantic, sweaty race to the bus stop, a mere three blocks from my house, and helplessly watching the bus pull away from the curb just as I came within inches […]
Last week, John’s 27th birthday dawned on Thursday, April 14th. I had hesitantly asked him where he would like to dine for our cheat, my treat of course, preparing myself for the words “Taco Bell” to erupt from his lips, but he surprised me. A large, questioning smile spread across his […]
I suppose part of the reason my camera ran out of juice in the middle of lunch last week has to do with the Immaculate Conception Jesuit Church that just happens to be right across the street from Domenica. As John and I were walking up to the restaurant, we […]
Besh, Besh, Besh, Besh, Besh … and more Besh. Everyone wants to talk about John Besh. His restaurants are all over town and so is his face. You see his boyish, mischievous grin plastered on every available advertising venue (though I haven’t seen him at a bus stop yet) and […]
While reading the recipes in A Streetcar Named Delicious by Todd-Michael St. Pierre, I couldn’t help but sense the author’s whimsical, childlike nature from the titles of his recipes to the interspersed poetry about New Orleans. I suppose it makes sense considering that St. Pierre also writes children’s books, but […]