Ruminations: Seattle: Coffee, Donuts and Another Life

Two days ago was National Donut Day. We have decent (actually really good) donuts in Lafayette, but certain foods oftentimes taste better when you have memories to attach them to. When I was little, I really loved Shipley Do-Nuts in Alexandria. Not only were they packed with sugar plus jam or icing or creamy stuff, but…

Prose: Seattle: Everything’s Going to be OK

I used to live a few blocks up, behind you, and around the corner. You can’t see it but up there is Joe Bar. It has cozy loft spaces for sitting and sipping coffee or wine or eating crepes, but they’re tiny and get hot in the summer. The spaces, not the crepes. Across the…

Prose: NYC Ramblings

Hot, bitter coffee in my cup swirled with sweet thoughts of hot dudes reading in the subway. Touch. Chocolate. Kisses on my tongue. Is that a Spanish accent? You look like you stylishly rolled out of bed. That signature coat. It’s probably designer, but I wouldn’t know. My hangover, headache subsides. Too much lemon on my…

Prose: Waitin’ on the Rain

Windows open Cool air breezin’ in Rumble rumble in the sky In my belly Black coffee sputters to the top To my lips Thank you, Universe Tick tock on the clock Biscuits rising Cast iron’s hot Eggs, freshly born Freshly scrambled On my plate Kisses the smoked Pine Prairie boudin good mornin’ Last night’s farewell…

Prose: Friday 13, Locked, Loaded and Le Tired

Crusty eyes, if I lay here for a little while longer. What time is it? Shit, the clock. That’s it. Framed ax-yielding reflections and another sex joke. Hard to swallow, this head of mine. Walking shoes on. Hoodie zipped. Ear buds in. Gone girl. The rain beat me to it. A few minutes’ reprieve. Buzz…

Dreams: 02-24-16

Finding My Way Through A chef friend of mine was running back and forth trying to do the job of 20 when a couple of her cooks didn’t show up. So at the last minute I stepped up and volunteered to cook for her party. We were in a house then. The problem was that…

Ruminations: Thank you, Mama

I’m a wanderer. Born and mostly raised in Louisiana, I have lived in and/or traveled to Seattle, Florida, New York (both upstate and the city), Vancouver, Montreal, London, Paris, Barcelona, Southeast Asia, Greece, and Dublin, to name a few. In my eyes, I am one of the fortunate ones … to know what it’s like…

News: Noma

“Confronting a Masterpiece” by Matt Goulding – Roads & Kingdoms “A single raw razor clam sheathed in an emerald green cloak of parsley, set in a puddle of mussel juice and dill oil that shimmers like ink splotches across the briny surface. A drift of frozen horseradish bites through the sea below. There’s a reason…