That is what we are. Not out of desire, but out of necessity. After years of writing about the Louisiana wetlands, speaking about them, taking people out to see them, advocating for them, and replanting them, I’ve finally reached the conclusion that the coast of Louisiana is not going to be restored to the 1950’s…
Here we have what I call a “half moon pie”. I’ve decided I like this shape better than the triangular ones. Inquiring minds, especially that of Deloutre Switch, want to know what the inside of this crust looks like. You want to see how much unlike a real pie crust it is. Some of you…
Regardless, this recipe is a Houma Indian recipe taught to me by one of my sister-in-laws; well, actually the only one who bakes them. This is about the only kind of pie I’ve ever seen my native American kinfolk bake or eat. Is that strange?
Preface: Because my children don’t know all the details of my fist marriage, I hesitated to write about it. Since it is relevant to my life, I picked my way through it as tactfully as possible. And in case any of you were wondering, the names of the guilty have been changed to keep them…
This note was tucked into the last page of a photo album Dotter and MuzicMan gave Miah for his birthday. In that album were photos of their first trip to Disney last February–Dotter, MuzicMan, Miah and Termite. The note was a December calendar, with a countdown from his birthday to today . . . You…
A zombie was seen roaming the streets in a local subdivision, frightening everyone in his path. Witnesses say he was doing something akin to the “Thriller Dance”. When asked what he was doing, he groaned something about a soldier and a gun. This image was captured on hidden camera . . . It appears the…