This sign is tacked up on a pole on Gov. Nicholls St. just before Rampart. It’s actually the second one there in the year I’ve lived nearby. I first noticed it quite a while back, and then one day, it was just gone. Not sure why or where it went, but a replacement sign has recently appeared in its place, so I snapped these pictures this morning just in case this one, too, decides to disappear. I’ve seen this exact sign a couple of other places across New Orleans, always in this small size, looking just like this, unobtrusive. It’s a nice reminder.
think that you (yes, you) might be wrong
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Pink sunset crossed with wires
8 10 2010It’s funny, but I really don’t notice the fact that the electrical lines in my neighborhood are above ground until I look back at pictures after I take them. I obviously took the below photographs to try to capture the beauty of the sunset one recent Saturday afternoon, and didn’t notice the lines at all at the time. But now, just look at ‘em!
The second photo below especially cracks me up, because where in the world are all those wires going? And where are they coming from? And what are they for? It’s an abundance of wires. These shots, incidentally, were taken on Treme St., between Gov. Nicholls and Ursulines. I still like the sunset, all that fluffy pinkness against the colorful houses. But I can’t help but notice the crisscrossing wires cutting through the scene.
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hibiscus in the sun
6 10 2010Well I think it’s official — I am obsessed with my hibiscus plant and its flowers. I just love the colors and the shape of them. They’re so beautiful to me. I love the velvety texture of the leaves, the delicate nature of the stamen, with its yellow pollen beckoning and its ends red and fuzzy. I took the below shots in the courtyard yesterday, mid-morning, as the sun streamed down and the temperature here was shockingly (yes, I’ll say it) chilly.
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Harvest Moon Over the Mississippi
27 09 2010I walked down to the river Thursday evening to see the rise of the harvest moon. Coming as it did on the actual first day of autumn, it was apparently a super harvest moon, an occurrence that hadn’t happened in two decades, and won’t happen again until 2029.
It didn’t disappoint. As the moon rose, I loved watching the sky change colors and deepen. The ships rolled by, huge, silent, creating little wakes and waves behind them. It was hot then — not a hint of fall in the air, despite the official changing of seasons.
But last night a cold front moved through and this morning I was greeted with 70 degree temps, which I enjoyed in my courtyard with a cup of coffee and book in hand. Ah, bliss! I am a happy girl.
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because it’s not enough just to get there…
22 09 2010… you’ve got to look good doing it! Two primo examples of New Orleanians who aren’t content to just get from point A to point B. Because style matters, people!
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Read: Zeitoun, by Dave Eggers
15 09 2010So it has now become obvious to me that I dealt with the 5th anniversary of the hurricane by reading 5 books about it, one right after the other, starting the weekend of the anniversary and ending last night. It wasn’t something I really planned out, but just felt compelled to do. And no, the “5″ thing wasn’t on purpose either. I had one of the books and bought the other 4 at a book signing on Saturday, August 28th. I enjoyed and would recommend them all, especially Zeitoun, which I’ll talk about first.
1. Zeitoun, by Dave Eggers
Zeitoun is much more than a book about Hurricane Katrina. It’s a book about human rights and compassion and being open to understanding one another, and it’s a book about doing the right thing. The story of Abdulrahman and Kathy Zeitoun is a true one, rendered beautifully and heart-wrenchingly by Eggers into a tale I literally could not put down. More than once, I looked up, shocked by what I was reading, tears in my eyes. Knowing it’s real makes it all the more painful, and all the more necessary for as many people as possible to read it.
Abdulrahman Zeitoun is from Syria and has lived here in New Orleans for years (and is now an American citizen), running a successful house-painting and construction company. He’s a father of 5 (4 at the time of the hurricane) and a good-hearted, hard-working man. His wife, Kathy, is from Baton Rouge and helps run the company with him. They are both Muslim. This shouldn’t matter, but apparently it does.
Kathy evacuated with their children before the storm hit. Zeitoun, as he is known to everyone, stayed behind to watch over their home and business and rental properties. When the flooding began, he used a canoe to rescue several elderly neighbors, and he helped everyone he could, including going into houses across the street from him nightly to feed and water 4 dogs that were left behind to fend for themselves.
His thanks for this, for his unselfish acts of heroism? He is arrested on suspicion of terrorism in the chaotic days after the storm and locked up for a month in a maximum security jail, where he is repeatedly denied a phone call, he isn’t read his rights once, and he is never told of the supposed charges against him. I won’t say more so as not to give anything else away, but this is by far one of the most compelling books I have read in a long, long time. Read it.
2. Nine Lives, by Dan Baum
This is also a book about much more than the hurricane, and is also based on the lives of real New Orleanians. Dan Baum is a journalist who was in town to cover the storm and its aftermath and found himself wanting to tell the story of this strange place and its citizens. This book is his attempt to do so, and I think it’s a damn fine one.
Cleverly using Hurricane Betsy in 1965 as one sort of bookend to the story, and Hurricane Katrina in 2005 as the other, he fills in the in-between gaps in time by talking about the lives of, yes, 9 people. We learn about them as they go through the years and face challenges, experience joy, change, and grow. They are as varied as a Mardi Gras Indian Chief, the Orleans Parish coroner, an NOPD cop, a worker on the streetcar lines, an Uptown lawyer who becomes King of Rex, and a downtown high school band leader.
I learned so much about New Orleans history, culture, and people from this book. He covers immense ground here. I love, too, that the characters don’t necessary know one another or interact. He didn’t choose them for that reason. As this is such a small town, though, it is inevitable that some of their paths do cross, but it’s not one of those contrived things. It just happens, as does so much of life here.
3. 1 Dead in Attack, by Chris Rose
Now, unlike the first two, this is purely a book about the hurricane and what it was like to live here in the days, months, and years afterward. And let me say, Chris Rose paints a picture at turns sad and horrific and at others surreal and amusing. A columnist with the Times-Picayune at the time of Katrina, he was back in the city right after the storm and he documented it all in his columns for the paper. This book is a collection of those columns.
He talks about the challenges of being away from your family (his then-wife and children stayed in Maryland that fall with his folks), and he talks about the challenges of living in a war zone. He also lays himself bare and raw, talking about the difficulties he had dealing with a lot of it — difficulties many here after the storm faced. He is colorful and funny and has a voice all his own. He makes you feel, as much as is humanly possible, what it was like to be here back then. His title refers to one of the markings he saw on a house that had been searched after the storm. It’s poignant and painful, just as his book often is.
4. A.D./New Orleans After the Deluge, by Josh Neufeld
This a graphic novel about the hurricane — the first graphic novel I’ve ever read, actually. And it was incredibly moving, much more so than I’d expected. Using drawings to tell the stories of several residents, some who evacuated, and some who stayed, he created scenes that I’d only imagined but had never actually seen myself. And what a remarkable job he did. With dignity and care, he recreated something horrible and turned it into something beautiful and touching.
5. Why New Orleans Matters, by Tom Piazza
This book was written shortly after the hurricane, in part as a response to those stupid and short-sighted enough to say things like, “Why should we rebuild New Orleans?” It’s also a love letter to the city and its special culture. You can learn lots about the history of New Orleans music and food from this book, as well as about other cultural touchstones like our love for a parade.
Whew. This was some pretty heavy reading, all in all, but they were all good. On to some fiction for me now, though…
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just a Wednesday walk to the post
15 09 2010I’ve made the walk to the lil’ postal place at the corner of Bourbon and St. Philip in the French Quarter dozens of times in the year I’ve lived here. Today I decided to snap a few photos of what it looks like on a random Wednesday morning. Deserted. Deserted is what it looks like. And steamy. Fall won’t touch us for a while here, I’m afraid.
Looking down Bourbon Street towards the CBD:

A street sign and street lamp:

Lafitte’s, the country’s oldest continually operating bar, sits at this corner, across the street from the post:

It’s over 200 years old, and haunted, naturally:

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Satsuma Cafe = Amazing
13 09 2010It’s such a blessing to live here and be able to explore all the amazing little places you’d never find as just a visitor. They are as quirky and varied as our neighborhoods themselves, each with their own rhythms, menus, and customers/devotees. Luckily, though, you don’t have to actually live in a neighborhood to enjoy its restaurants. New Orleans is a small enough town that you can get anywhere pretty quickly, and the food is good enough that it’s always worth the trip.
Here in the Treme, we’ve got Lil’ Dizzy’s, with its spread of mouth-watering fried chicken, red beans and rice, and gumbo. I’ve found no livelier place to watch a Saints game than here. Everyone from the guy clearing your table to the women handling the checks at the register to the lady behind the weekend omelette station jumps and shouts so you know it’s ok for you to, too. In fact, they look at you funny if you don’t.
Mid-City/Bayou St. John folks love Parkway for its po-boys and so do I. Cross the Mississippi River over to the West Bank for some of the most delicious pho and Vietnamese food around. And in the Bywater, The Joint delivers up crazy good barbeque (to be a subject of a future post), Bacchanal has the most amazing courtyard and food and wine to match, and Satsuma Cafe does a taste bud right with its delicious sandwiches, fresh salads, made-to-order juices, and ever-changing daily specials.
I discovered Satsuma a few months ago and was immediately won over by the looks of the place. It’s a beautiful building, the walls filled with art from floor to ceiling, and a feel that’s welcoming and warm. Then I had their food and thought to myself, “I want to live right here in Satsuma. I ain’t never leaving, nuh uh.” I’ve had BLT sandwiches that included avocado paste and goat cheese so tasty they’ll make you want to cry. Their so-called “green eggs and ham” special featured scrambled eggs with shaved ham and pesto. So good.
I guess I am not alone in my love for the place, though, as it’s always always busy. But that makes me happy since I want it to be here forever. Oh, and The New York Times also featured it in a recent article and slideshow they did about new restaurants in the city since Katrina.
If you’re not from here and come for a visit, it’s worth searching out. You’ll fall in love, promise. And if you do live here and have never been, then, fool, whatchu waiting for?
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This about sums it up
10 09 2010Saw this scene going down yesterday evening at the NFL kickoff parade over in the French Quarter… Two guys (yes, really) dressed as nuns with the Who Dat spirit, making everyone smile and laugh, especially this little girl. And it just kind of summed up New Orleans for me at that moment, that one little scenario. Ridiculous costumes. Laughter. Everyone having fun together. Joy about our Saints. And just a buoyant feeling on the streets of the Big Easy as we all came out to support our boys in black and gold.
Now, sure, that game last night might not have been the prettiest or most exciting football game I’ve ever seen in my life, but hey, a win’s a win, right? The Who Dat spirit runs mighty!
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Darkening night at St. Louis Cathedral
3 09 2010I snapped these on the 29th, post-rainbow and pre-ice cream in the Quarter. The sky was relentless that night, giving me one amazing thing after another to look up at and admire. And I remain, as ever, grateful for it.
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