Places

You Are The Perfect Drug

A few weeks ago, I took my son to Cabrini Park in the French Quarter. I paused at the front door as I checked the weather, as I always do, when I walked outside because weather apps are wrong a lot. My human barometer detected something looming in the distance. The air felt twitchy even… Read More

One Large Pop-Up, Please!

I must confess: Movie-going is not one of my favorite pastimes. I would much rather watch a movie at home, on my couch with my feet up, with a snuggly blanket and very cheap snacks, and not miss anything when I have to go pee, which I inevitably do. I understand the attraction of the gigantic… Read More

Lonely Island

There’s a house a couple blocks away from mine with the most brilliant combination of colors–each intricate detail is painted the perfect, bold Caribbean color. I slow my roll every time I drive by it and have wanted to sneak a snap of it for a long time. Seriously, this house is probably in several… Read More

What a wonderful world….

The juicing station behind the bar at Iris faces a wall of windows that peer out onto North Peters street, just in front of the Mississippi river. The windows are lightly covered in sheer white curtains that I gaze through as I stand mindlessly juicing orange after orange, taking care to juice the grapefruits last. I… Read More