Last night, my neighbor could smell my other neighbor’s stuffing in the oven, and could see the neighbor besides her chopping the broccoli for the salad, and they called up to her that they could smell the bourbon pecan pies cooking and were salivating. Meanwhile, the deep fryer and 3 gallon peanut oil was taken to the driveway to prep for the next day’s cooking. This morning, in Tad Gormley stadium we got our number…
I forgot that I posted a how to on deep frying a turkey on the bayou. I had all but given up on turkey cooking after having two vegetarian Thanksgivings in a row. But tomorrow we’re putting two in the ‘url and boilin ’em.
Thanksgiving is going to be about giving thanks. A group of us are gathering on the bayou, potluck, to give thanks for living in paradise, for having each other, for surviving and for all the joy that we should be grateful for – among us, someone who has been sick who we want to get well, someone who deserves fame but has not received it, someone who wants someone to love but doesn’t have one,…
I came across this quote today – “love me when I least deserve it, because that’s when I really need it” and it probably goes hand in hand with any sort of toddler book you’ll ever read. I mean the teacher sent home some readings the other day and they were basically interchangeable for partner or child – you could scream, What the fuck are you doing? or you could say in a calm, measured…
I went to the store in a semi coma from working all morning after taking Tin walking and muffin seeking and here’s what I decided: I’m not buying Oprah’s magazine anymore because a few of her favorite things are a ridiculous waste of money. So here’s a few of my favorite things: MUJI’s 2012 VINYL CHLORIDE COVER R-PAPER MONTHLY WEEKLY NOTE – B5 – in sexy white (I had red last year) Gap rainbow striped footy…
The last couple of weeks, months, years have felt like a maniac’s ride at the Carnival but I’ve decided that instead of Wonder Woman who I envisioned I was embodying that in truth I am the Cat in the Hat and while I can stand on a ball, but wait that’s not all, I can juggle a cup, a saucer, a cake, a teapot, a rake and best of all I can fan a fan…
I was reading about an entire family who pay it forward and it made me think of someone I used to work with a long time ago – the person was described as “believing there is only one pie and limited pieces available” so the person was constantly in fear there would not be enough. If you approach the world that there is plenty to go around I think the world enlarges around you.
I was walking to the festival on Saturday and on Grand Route St John stopped behind a man who was blocking our path and staring up at a tree. He said to me as we went around him, “There are lot of squirrels around lately.” And I said, “If you were a squirrel wouldn’t you want to be here in this neighborhood?” Without missing a beat he said, “Sure, there are plenty of nuts around.”…
On Saturday, Tin and I decided to stroll over to the Brew Ha Ha on Bayou Road and take a break from all the action and I’m so glad we did. We met the cute young man who is organizing the Broad Street businesses and who started this festival three years ago, the first two it was on top of the old Schwegmann’s that is now going to be the new location of a roof…