Anne-Julia Price – Writer | Editor | Translator
Dear Louisiana/Lafayette, I know I wrote about Seattle and not about you after my visit in the U.S. this past summer, but that doesn’t mean I forgot about you. Not for one minute. In fact, what can I say? I had no idea I would miss you so much. What with your driving culture and …
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Dear Seattle, It’s been really great to see you again. The last time we met, you were cold, grey, rainy and full of tents. And I was definitely in a dark space. Although I've always kinda loved your classic morose days, I must admit your blue skies have been glorious. The other day, I was …
The past couple of blog entries have centered around my sudden uprooting – the death of my beautiful grandmother, leaving Louisiana and living in an upside-down world. This one is different. I’m still trying to figure everything out, but there’s no reason why I can’t do it while sightseeing like a royal. Before heading off …
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Once upon a time, a Louisiana-Seattle-New York woman attempted to go back in time but instead found herself heading toward the future. Turns out, learning how to drive a stick really is pretty useful. Magnificent sunsets. Sunrise at 8:30am. Dizzying roundabouts. And maddeningly flip-flopped everything, from the side of the car to the side of …
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"Sunny" (↓Jump to Video↓) It finally hit me. I do not want to be in Seattle. How often I’ve dreamed of returning, and only a few days after doing so, I want to leave. I want to go home. There's no sunshine in Seattle. It's only wind and rain and darkness. I knew that, but …
I'm excited to share with my readers the latest addition to my cookbook collection, Mosquito Supper Club, offering Louisiana recipes and delicious coastal accounts.
I did not expect to experience the flood of emotions I did while reading Laura Bradbury’s My Grape Year. One of Amazon Prime's books to borrow on Kindle, it looked like a fun, light read reminiscent of one of those YA travel-to-France-and-fall-in-love novels that used to captivate my teenage mind. Somehow I got wrapped up …
A few of my latrinalia (bathroom wall art) findings from the women's bathroom walls of my latest university.
June 20, 2020, I woke up thinking of this lovely, feisty woman I’d met at a Jim Haynes Sunday dinner in Paris a few years back. In her thick, familiar southern accent, she introduced herself, “Dudley Shearburn. Shear like in cut, burn like in burn.” We corresponded a couple of times but then lost touch. …
Last month, I graduated with an M.A. in English/Professional Writing. I began my masters program in 2007 after moving back to Louisiana from NYC. But due to several factors including my mother’s death, I didn’t complete my studies. In 2018, jolted by the impending end of an eight-year contract job (it began as a three-month …
Biscuits + Brioche 