Aw'Riot! Great news!
I'm gratified Kevin took my advise one night, not that he was listening to me -or even there for that matter... but that's beside the point --I told Somebody Somewhere to do exactly this: partner up wit'da sabby gumshoe Robert Morris. He's old school in a new suit, knows how to find a beat and follow it up. He even looks like Clark Kent if you squint.
And Robert Morris is a Media Big Twit.
It was probably those thieving trend mongers at Times-Picayune. PYOW! hehehe #pignapping
I love the food at St Lawrence the way I love Our New Orleans Saints. There, I said it.
The thing that killed me about the Service was on St Patty's Day. Da'place was buzzin, our Lady Waitron knew exactly who she had and set us up accordingly: Bywaters and Beers. Though much younger than me, this gal was Old School New Orleans Restaurant Culture, prolly trained from birth, momma took her to Tujagues without a highchair, that sorta thing. I'd begun to think such a creature extinct, another victim of The Culture Wars. But no, it lives. She practically ordered for us, yeah it took a little while but not too long considering the place was busy as fickn hell, the food was as usual to die for... jus'sayin, I refuse to get in a hurry about real New Orleans food.
Such is the case for me at St. Lawrence.
Thanks,
Editilla
KILL THE HEAD!
Thanks Miss Yous!
Faulkner hated New York City and Los Angeles. I just get tired of this pr meme of New Orleans as an open/accepting city. If she takes you, it's after all this bullshit the commenters here are talking about falls away. This is no place to tell people wtf-ever about where they at. New Orleanians I remember rarely bothered.
Editilla
I wonder if they do pork chops? *PYOW* ahem, yes well...
This notion that, to one commenter, "New Orleans is a mix and accepts all with open arms" has never been true. I moved here in '79, grew up north of here, and have never seen this pre-Federal Flood. I find such an insulting proposition reeks of Bourgeois Naivete and Hipster Imperialism.
New Orleans...
a courtesan, not old and yet no longer young, who shuns the sunlight that the illusion of her former glory be preserved.
The mirrors in her house are dim and the frames are tarnished; all her house is dim and beautiful with age. She reclines gracefully upon a dull brocaded chaise- longue, there is the scent of incense about her, and her draperies are arranged in formal folds. She lives in an atmosphere of a bygone and more gracious age.
And those whom she receives are few in number, and they come to her through an eternal twilight.
She does not talk much herself, yet she seems to dominate the conversation, which is low-toned but never dull, artificial but not brilliant. And those who are not of the elect must stand forever without her portals.
New Orleans… a courtesan whose hold is strong upon the mature, to whose charm the young must respond. And all who leave her, seeking the virgin’s unbrown, ungold hair and her blanched and icy breast where no lover has died, return to her when she smiles across her languid fan…
New Orleans.
William Faulkner~1925
Thank you,
Editilla
I too get The Advocate daily. I called them the second it became available in New Orleans because my blistering hatred for the Newhouses. I really hate dem'bastads, they can go to hell ya'heard.
But as The Advocate stabilizes delivery, -gradually- informs and enhances its New Orleans content and thus readership, I've found myself fond of this noble effort and genuinely confident of its success.
The Advocate still has a ways to go to "cover" New Orleans, not due to the size of the T-P but to the depth of its readers' interest in the city. But from what I've seen they have the spark. This news paper wants to rock'n'roll.
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Re: “The Best of LSU Fiction”
OK, let's support LSU. All LSU All The Time.