A wasted day . . .
The delivery truck broke down, but no one bothered to inform me until I called at 4 p.m.
Still no hot water, and I’ll find something good to post about as soon as I can.
The delivery truck broke down, but no one bothered to inform me until I called at 4 p.m.
Still no hot water, and I’ll find something good to post about as soon as I can.
Between the tranquil banks of Bayou Petit Caillou and Louisiana Highway 56 sits an icon of resilience among bayou folks. Weathered to a respectable patina, the old cypress board-and-batten building is home to an old general store, with counters covered in “penny candy” jars just like it did 100 years ago. Once inside Cecil Lapeyrouse’s Grocery,…
I played Jo the plumber today. Remember her from that old TV show, “Green Acres”? And it works! I don’t think I was ever so happy to see fire in my life! Go girl power! Oh, and the muscles of my 20-year-old-son, who helped me hoist it into the closet and manhandle all the other…
Hodge Podge – name that photo!
So, here’s the really cool thing about having Thanksgiving early: I can come back here and tell you about a couple new things she/we tried and liked and can share the recipes with you.
That “the marsh is prettier on the other side of the bayou” isn’t always true. I’m ashamed that I’ve spent so much time out in the marsh, with all the wild things, that I’ve forgotten the treasures that I might find awaiting me in my own backyard. Something urged me to take a walk, and…
Two little Who Dats, dat’s who!