A Cajun Boucherie – Let’s Pig Out!

Back in the days before refrigeration, families would get together to share a butchered hog because the meat would go bad before one family could eat it all. Before long this became a pretty good excuse to throw a little party…. CONTINUE READING >> 

Back in the days before refrigeration, families would get together to share a butchered hog because the meat would go bad before one family could eat it all. Before long this became a pretty good excuse to throw a little party…. CONTINUE READING >> 

Krewe Of Carnivale en Rio – all about the beads

This parade is all about the beads. Seriously. It was insane.

We had discussed ahead of time our rules of personal bead gathering.

We wanted to get a realistic idea about how many one could expect to gather. … CONTINUE READING >> 

This parade is all about the beads. Seriously. It was insane.

We had discussed ahead of time our rules of personal bead gathering.

We wanted to get a realistic idea about how many one could expect to gather. … CONTINUE READING >> 

Mardi Gras – A Tale of Two Towns

Asking around, we got conflicting answers to the question, “Where do we spend the actual day of Mardi Gras?”

We had spent almost three weeks in Acadiana, celebrating all things Mardi Gras, but still hadn’t landed on where to spend the big day.

Narrowing our many choices down to two, we focused on Eunice and Mamou, … Continue reading “Mardi Gras – A Tale of Two Towns”

When Hurricanes Blow

Our daughter, Decibel, spent a whopping twenty minutes at the college of her choice, Tulane University. She never attended a single class. It has to be the shortest college career in history.

There was a storm a brewin‘. And it was a whopper.

On a beautiful August day, Decibel landed in New Orleans ready to take on the world. She was especially giddy since she had been chosen from the pool of incoming freshman in the Musical Theater program to sing at orientation — a high honor indeed. Not to mention instant… CONTINUE READING >>

Our daughter, Decibel, spent a whopping twenty minutes at the college of her choice, Tulane University. She never attended a single class. It has to be the shortest college career in history.

There was a storm a brewin‘. And it was a whopper.

On a beautiful August day, Decibel landed in New Orleans ready to take on the world. She was especially giddy since she had been chosen from the pool of incoming freshman in the Musical Theater program to sing at orientation — a high honor indeed. Not to mention instant… CONTINUE READING >>