You refer to winter as "gumbo weather." You gave up Tabasco for Lent. You think your turkey should be deep-fried. You ever bought a beer at a drive-thru window. Any of your dessert recipes call for hot peppers. You let your coffee cool and find it has solidified. You think boudin, hog-head cheese, and beer is bland diet. Watching "Swamp People" inspires you to write a cookbook. You take a bite of 5-alarm Texas chili and reach for Tabasco. Your children's favorite bedtime story begins with, "First you make a roux..." You think the four seasons are onions, celery, bell peppers, and garlic. You think the four primary food groups are boiled seafood, broiled seafood, fried seafood, and beer." Your dinner plans begin with: "Well, I've got the rice started."
Bienvenue! I was born in New Orleans with a family tree that dates back to the original settlers of the Louisiana Territory. My cultural heritage is primarily Louisiana Cajun French and Sicilian Italian. I was raised in a family of would-be wise guys and zany women with backbones made of iron. Please enjoy the stories and recipes from the generations of my family and my musings on life in this nonsensical world.