Eating Nola

After a few necessary days of work and rest, I’m finally able to sit down and breathe in the under-80ºF morning air. Utter bliss, aside from the drilling going on across the street. My apt. complex is an oasis minus the unwanted, over-amplified noises (i.e. drilling, leaf blowing, road rage honking and one neighbor’s very…

Au Régime!

Almost two months ago, mon meilleur ami came to stay with me, for about three weeks. Originally French, he grew up in Paris and now lives in Barcelona working as a theatre instructor. We met in Louisiana when I was in high school, back in the late 80s, and essentially, he is family. Even though…

Beauty in (Any)Everything

Even when certain things in life make no sense at all, I want to see the beauty in those precious comforts I am so thankful for. The present moment. Sweet and juicy local satsumas, grapefruits and oranges; a frothy ‘good luck’ latté from Stumptown in New Orleans; savory caramelized fennel with goat cheese and a…