We spent the entire day at Jazz Fest and let me speak highly here of the Ergobaby – with its head flap, Tin was able to take two long naps as the flap provides a magic blanket environment and takes the stimuli away. We saw Kent Jordan in the Jazz Tent, then Big Al Carson in the Blues Tent, then we went to hear Astral Project and although I was prepared to sit for the…
Tight-ends of Comfort and Joy ‘Twas the night before Christmas in Faubourg-St. John And not a creature was stirring, off the bayou or on— Not a tweet from a bird, not a flick from a fish, Not a twitter through cable or satellite dish. The cowboy whose dog-leash had lassoed the gator, The special-needs ducklings whose meals, fully catered, Were crashed by the nutria looting our shores, The half-sunken castaway crafts without oars, The boards…
Michele came into yoga class the other day at NOAC and said she is lucky that everyday she gets to go to work and hang out with cool people. Well the same can be said for New Orleans, like minded people, birds of a feather, we’re all here together for a reason. Last night, friends of ours who have three small children said that their mother was in the country and they had a babysitter…
I have declared myself an ambassador for this great city, and I’ll tell anyone who wants to know how great the charms and ways of New Orleans are. After Katrina, I decided the least I could do is proselytize about a place that has me thoroughly under its spell. So when Tom & Matko came from Croatia and one of them is an architect, I made it my business to put together a walking tour…