THEY WILL SCRAPE THE POT CLEAN! I swear it. This is not your typical bayou jambalaya, nor is this your typical Cajun or even Creole jambalaya. This jambalaya knows no such boundaries. This is (almost) a no-fail jambalaya. If you can open a can, use a measuring cup, turn on the oven, slice sausage, and…
So the industrious, ever-resourceful BW heard about a casting call a week ago from Capt. Swallow, and her wheels started spinning. She went online and found out that the same casting crew would be coming to a nearby town, and she knew exactly who this crew needed to meet.
Sometimes, Life throws an amazing curve ball, like the one I was thrown last spring when I launched the first Bayou Woman Adventure. Utilizing the avenue of social media via Facebook, I pitched it out there, and it went straight for a bit, and then that ball made the most awesome curve, and who knew what kind of game that would lead to?
When I relocated to south Louisiana at the adventurous age of 23, the celebration of Mardi (Tuesday) Gras (fat) had not yet made its way to the streets of Bossier City or Shreveport, my old stomping grounds. And because my family wasn’t Catholic, I was pretty clueless about Fat Tuesday and Ash Wednesday and Lent….
Dotter, pictured above, has accomplished so many things in her 20-something years, the most recent of which is starting her own blog called “Pocketful of Pennies – so I can put my two cents in and give one for your thoughts”.