Green Beer & Black Velvets- Part 2
As evidenced by my truncated Fat Tuesday column in last week’s Fetch, I live in a place famous for its raucous celebrations and seemingly endless parades. New Orleanians parade on Mardi Gras, at...
View ArticleWedding Watch
On July 29, 1981, like much of the rest of America, I set my alarm for four AM so that I could tune into my tiny box of an RCA TV to view the nuptials of Prince Charles and Lady Diana Spencer. I was...
View ArticleThe Last Movie Star
All my life, there was Elizabeth Taylor. I was four when she married Richard Burton and I might not have understood a lot, but I knew that it was a somehow scandalous event and that they were two of...
View ArticleWeather Report
Last night, thunderstorms, high winds, and hail ravaged areas in and around New Orleans, where I live. This morning, my windows are wide open and I’m looking out at one of the most beautiful...
View ArticleIn the Garden
Last week, the Garden Conservancy’s Society of Fellows held its annual meeting in New Orleans and the members, men and women from all over the country, visited some of the area’s most...
View ArticleThe Naturals
One of my many chores that happens to be a privilege is that I am board chair of the Ogden Museum of Southern Art here in New Orleans. On Thursday (April 21), we open a show that I don’t think...
View ArticleThe Nuptial Season
If the rich are different than you and I, then the British royals definitely are. Â Queen Elizabeth is not only the Head of State of the United Kingdom and 15 other Commonwealth realms, she has a...
View ArticleAll That Jazz
It was at Jazz Fest twenty years ago that I made a series of (not entirely conscious) decisions that led to my becoming the full-time New Orleans resident that I am today. By Jazz Fest, I mean of...
View ArticleOn the Beach
This week’s Fetch, with all that gorgeous deep blue turquoise and Richard Sexton’s Seaside photograph—not to mention the Mr & Mrs Smith post on Miami’s sexy Soho Beach...
View ArticleNotes from the Road
My husband and I spent Memorial Day Weekend at a gratefully cool remove from our steamy New Orleans home base. In Vermont, I signed “But Mama Always Put Vodka in Her Sangria” at Manchester’s excellent...
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