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My obit

I was speaking to someone who is from New Orleans but moved up north for a while. She said she was surprised when she came back to New Orleans that she found all of her friends reading the Times Picayune obits. Her friends were in their 20s. I told her about the obit of the older woman who died whose family wrote that she made the best mirlton casserole and she said a friend of…

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Are you fired up?

I’m coming to the end of a four day Tin fest that has exhausted me. Yesterday I went to get him on my bike and took a spill so hard that now my bruised and battered right knee is the identical twin of my bruised and battered left knee where I fell at Tulane the other day. Why am I the one with skinned knees I want to know? I’ve also been working through feeling…

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My weapon is my horn

Tin woke up on Sunday morning and said he wanted needed to go to the French Quarter. It was an extraordinarily beautiful day and so we packed up the pocket trumpet and headed out to find him a pick up gig. We had to drop off a baseball glove at Muriel’s so we ended up in Jackson Square, where there is usually a brass band playing, but instead there was a guy and a gal…

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A weekend of Birthday

Oh to turn three years old – all of the people you want to come, all the balloons and chocolate and instruments you want to appear at your party: The theme this year is music – apparently Americans have a penchant for overdoing kid’s birthday parties and developing themes. Americana all the way baby. We had bid and won Ben Schenck for a kid’s singalong at the Waldorf’s Starry Night last year and so Ben…

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Mindful break

Yesterday was the day before Tin’s birthday party and it was spent doing the myriad things necessary to get ready for it today. My European counterparts said that Americans go too far in their celebrations and that they barely got a cake for their birthdays – poor things. Meanwhile, Tin had a friend visiting whose mother and he is vegan and so I opted to make a nice dish for everyone’s supper. I looked no…

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Where life leads

I was sending photos to a friend who had her baby on Carrollton Avenue and the I-10 and thinking about all the funny memories of that day. Last night, we went to Three Muses to celebrate another friend’s birthday and later a satellite contingent went to Mimi’s in the Marigny to hear Gal Holiday. We were trying to emulate this serious couple we had seen earlier but having such a good time, it was hard…

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All in a day’s work

The green market down the street was bustling with people from near and far buying all sorts of green items like swiss chard for $2 (heard dat Whole Foods?) and handmade tamales and gorgeous cleaned and deveined shrimp. I got some catfish filets too. It’s summer outside – that’s right – forget the fact that it is March or a leap year or anything else the calendar has to say – it is summer here…

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