As I sat having a succulent lunch of creamy salt-tanged corn-battered fried oysters (accompanied by my niece Virginia, her handsome husband Steve and – let’s not forget our most important guest- a bean-laden Bloody Mary), feeling especially fortunate at having the daily opportunity to enjoy New Orleans cuisine and share it with others, I […]

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  • Cary Vaughn - Whoa. This lady knows how to hit ’em where it hurts (living successfully!).ReplyCancel

  • Angie Mobley - My goodness! What a story! Can’t say I shed a tear over the father-in-law’s fate…ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - Wow. And you know how to tell a story!ReplyCancel

  • Roxanne Jones - Yowza–what a story! Living well is, indeed, the best revenge!ReplyCancel

  • Roz Warren, Writer - Wait. There were beans in your Bloody Mary??ReplyCancel

  • Cathy Chester - I always knew it was a colorful place but now ever more so. P.S. Guess we’ll have to come visit another time now that we know the real history!ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - NOLA has the best stories, the best history — every place you go is just steeped in mystery or craziness or…. well, I love it for its quirks. That’s what makes NOLA NOLA, right?ReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - I hope the food was as juicy as that story! WOW………….that is quite the history lesson!ReplyCancel

  • Mary La Fornara Gutierrez - Wow, what a story! I have always want to visit, but I have to say the stuff that goes on there scares me a bit!ReplyCancel

  • Carolyne Kauser-Abbott - Thansk for sharing that story there is a good book on her life: Intimate Enemies: The Two Worlds of the Baroness de PontalbaReplyCancel

  • Helene Cohen Bludman - Wow, what a story! You’re right, you could never make something like that up. One of these days I must visit NOLA!ReplyCancel

  • Carolann Iadarola - I’ve never been there, but I’d surely love to go! I’ll have to tell the hubby that needs to be our next trip. That’s so story! Sounds like a great place to dine!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - I’ll lift my glass to this post. What a story! If I were more scholarly, I would write a biography. Oh, if you could spare some of those fried oysters, it would be lovely! I’m sharing this one!ReplyCancel

  • Eve Gaal - Great story but I can’t even imagine anyone asking whether they should order dessert in Nawlin’s. I mean come on- did you get overheated? What did you finally order? Bread pudding with whiskey sauce? Brandied Pecan pie? Cream filled eclairs? The thought of the decadence makes me want to pull out a pistola too, unless you tell us!ReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - Well, that was quite a story!ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - Your stories are the best! It must be something in the water in NOLA!ReplyCancel

  • Tammy - Just when you think you’ve got it rough, something like this comes along and you realize your life is like a crème puff! How in the world does someone survive a point blank shot to the chest?! Especially back in those days. Geesh! The woman is my hero! If there isn’t a book with NOLA tales, YOU should write one!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - He must have shot her from an angle and just took the breast off. I don’t know? She must have brought her hand up to shield the shot and that’s how she lost the fingers. Whatever way it went down I’m glad she won!!! WOW!ReplyCancel

  • Abby - That’s quite a story! And a women with balls, we like that! Not to mention the yummy food:)ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - I LOVE histories! I have that exact picture as a puzzle. Wondered what it was. Now I know! :)ReplyCancel

  • Chloe Jeffreys - Proving once and for all that it’s hard to keep a good woman down.ReplyCancel

  • Roshni AaMom - Scrumptious story!! 😀ReplyCancel

      Yes, folks- it’s that time of year again!   You know the feeling! Holiday Craft Fairs!   eye-squeeze…… hack hack cough cough acka acka ackaaaaa   But seriously- they are kinda sweet. All mulled wine and stringed, no longer recorded, mountain instruments (with a hint of melting credit cards plastic swirled in […]

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  • Carol Cassara - I haven’t been to a holiday craft faire in ages. But that teddy bear purse? it’s awfully tempting. I mean so bad it’s good. In that way. Right?ReplyCancel

  • Jane Willis - I love those things but I end up looking like the cartoon character with the swirling eyes. Toooo much!ReplyCancel

  • Cary - I’m digging that teddy bear purse!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s so awful it’s fabulous. (BTW Congrats my friend!!! XXXOO)ReplyCancel

  • Kimba - OMG – that teddy bear purse!! SO awesome. The go to accessory for every formal occasion.

    And, you know, why DOES it always pour down rain during craft fairs? Hmmm…ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I swear- Every. God. Damn. Time. *head shaking*ReplyCancel

  • Sheryl - That teddy bear purse is quite original – like you, Cheryl!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - HA! It’s kinda scary actually. Looks like someone killed them for their fur. Blows the minds of little kids! HahahaaReplyCancel

  • Cathy Sikorski - I love your idea of the list…and yes, it always does rain when you’re leaving with all your cool stuff. Now, I want to go to a craft show!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I have lists of lists I need to start listing. It’s a CURSE! But it usually works… usually.ReplyCancel

  • Abby - Hello Mistress of the Holiday Fair!
    I absolutely love your teddy bear purse! Seriously, you should pitch the idea to Miu Miu or other trendy designers! I’m sure it would be a big hit! Loved the post, especially the me-never part!!!!!

    • Cheryl - In all fairness: It’s not MY design. Some other wacko designed it and, of course, I just had to have it. ‘Cause it’s just a little bit gross, which I LUV. HA!ReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - OMG….you are hilarious! I am not crafty. I have great “ideas” for party decor or this and that, but someone else has to make them. The problem for me is that I have no control at these fairs. I end up buying things thinking that I am crafty….but there is no if ands or buts about it….I am not. So, for now, I am on craft fair restriction.ReplyCancel

  • Helene Cohen Bludman - Like everyone else has said, that teddy bear purse is … something. As I am going to a craft show tomorrow, I am taking your advice to heart. Thanks for the good tips!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Stand your ground. Don’t get swept away like I did.. DO!ReplyCancel

  • Leanne Le Cras - those dolls at the top are scarily awful – please tell me you didn’t buy them! The teddy purse is kind of upcycled fox fur stole material – do their eyes follow you?ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - Cute. Cuddly. And practical. (When tavelling, it could easily double as a pillow!)ReplyCancel

The year was 1774.      Friar Antonio de Sedella was sent to the territory of Louisiana by Spain’s King Charles III to continue the work of converting heathens to Christians through a little process called an ‘Inquisition’.      Friar Sedella didn’t much like the King or forcing people to convert by having their […]

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  • Adela - That looks soon good. And you’re right about the portrait. If he’s had a child, the child is hiding under a bed somewhere.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - HA!!! You’re so right! A scary looking dude for sure!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - I loved this one. I really need to look this one up as I am rather ignorant of the Catholic policies in that area and time. I’m more familiar with the policies of England’s Angilical Church during the time England dominated the colonies.ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Oh, you make me want to go back to NOLA right away. I have to put it on our calendar, and soon! And I’m hungry.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Can you imagine LIVING here? Everywhere I go- great food and a story. I’m transfixed!ReplyCancel

  • Tam Warner Minton - I’ll have to try this next time I’m in New Orleans!ReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - All news to me! Thanks for feeding my brain this delicious blog!ReplyCancel

  • Janie Emaus - Well, it’s almost midnight here and I’ve way too much already. But now I’m hungry again!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I feel your pain- or is it weight gain? (That rhythms!!) I’m so talented….ReplyCancel

  • Carolann Iadarola - That dish looks fab! I never knew about him so thanks for the education. I’ll have to google him for sure.ReplyCancel

  • Karen D. Austin - I have never been to New Orleans. This post is giving me another reason to get there some time soon. Yummy and educational post.ReplyCancel

  • Lisa Carpenter - Oh, that looks delicious! I’ve never been to New Orleans but when I finally get there, I *must* visit Pere Antoine’s!ReplyCancel

  • Donna Davis - What a guy! Even though i havent heard of him before hes okay in my book. I LOVE to eat so leaving the coins behind for a feast…….BRAVO!ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - I so love your history lessons!ReplyCancel

  • Rasma Raisters - Interesting write. I enjoy reading about things to do with history.ReplyCancel

  • Tammy - My family has history in NOLA. I remember many a visit during Mardi Gras (crazy!) My aunt is on a plane this morning to visit her sister who has lived there for 55 years. Never knew this little piece of juicy history. Kind of awesome to read your blog and become more enlightened. Good to know!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I’ve got a suitcase full of them- history lessons about this place. I’ll have to re-post a few more.ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - Fascinating. An I can see what you mean about his portrait. Another of those great-hearted people who’s beautfy only shines when you know them!ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - Is he not, what some would call, ruggedly handsome?

    Bon appetite!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I think only the ‘rugged’ part. *burp*ReplyCancel

  There’s no way to explain this ‘transition’ without first sorting out the word ‘compromise’ insofar as it sleeps intermingles with the phrase ‘long term’. In this case: Marriage.     You marry a guy.   He’s funny.   He’s cute.   He’s ambitious.   You get along.   You have a few kids.   […]

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  • Abby - No, seriously Cheryl? I hope at least he lets you take your Hermes shawl and a case of Chardonnay with you:) just in case you realized what you got yourself into?

    • Cheryl - Wait. Until. You. See. What. I do. With. The. Interior….. OMG!ReplyCancel

  • Sharon Hodor Greenthal - This is my husband’s dream. We may have to do it someday. I have to say yours looks totally adorable.ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Would it be wrong to say it looks way cute? That I’d like one, but maybe a tad larger? But that I need a driver because my husband is a TERRIBLE driver and I am uncoordinated? Yeah. Thought so.ReplyCancel

  • Barbara Hammond - You are more generous than I! Camping is against my religion!ReplyCancel

  • Elizabeth A. Havey - We camped in out early married days. Not now! But I do love your camper.ReplyCancel

  • Sue Pekarek - I’m going to have to sit by the river and learn to cook fresh fish someday too, so this cutest camper on the planet looks wonderful to me.ReplyCancel

  • Angela @ Setting My Intention - So exciting! My husband and I are looking at Tiny Houses and campers too. We’re not close to moving into anything that contained, but dreaming…ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - This is TOY and NOT a LIFESTYLE!! Dear God, I’m not that crazy! Hahahaaa. The Tiny Houses are awesome but not as mobile so I found this little brand new retro baby and swooped her up! Stay tuned Angela…. the misadvetures are bound to come our way!ReplyCancel

  • Karen D. Austin - That looks like it’s going to be a lot of fun. All my best to the both of you. I’m just getting ready for my first kid to graduate from HS. (I’m an older parent–in my 50s but with 2 teens at home.) It’s interesting to see you get on the other side of this hard part. I’m in the freak out over college costs mode right now.ReplyCancel

  • Chloe - Nice trailer. Welcome to the club. Ain’t love grand?ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Hey sweetie girl! Just to be clear- we will not be LIVING in this- just tooling around makin’ hay! *wink*ReplyCancel

  • Cristy Stern Zdenek - Cheryl, it looks amazing. I love it!!ReplyCancel

  • Katy Kozee - That is the cutest thing ever. And you are living my dream – we’re still in the “How are we going to pay for these schools?” stage of life. I can’t wait to be past that and beside a river. I’m lucky though – it’s my husband who’s the non-camper so I’ll probably be comfortable wherever we end up.ReplyCancel

  • CAROL CASSARA - I know I commented on this. I know I did. But where? It’s adorables.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Well, this one stuck. Glad you gave it the ole college try! It IS adorbs!ReplyCancel

  • Helene Cohen Bludman - You will have the best adventures! I can’t wait to read every post about your travels.ReplyCancel

  • Tam Warner Minton - Randy and I considered it…then we took a 3 week road trip and imagined staying in RV parks and having to set stuff up. I remain dedicated to hotels.ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - At least you are not sleeping on the ground! You are so lucky. When we were young together it was the only way Lanny would go: Sleep on the ground in a bedroll. Later arthritis prevented that. He would not buy a travel trailer so we just went where there were motels and real beds. Ahhh! Funny you’re “When did this happen?” question.ReplyCancel

  • Carolann Iadarola - Sounds like a fun adventure for sure. I’ll look forward to reading all about them and turn a little green with envy too lol.ReplyCancel

  • Leanne Le Cras - it might not be the Ritz but it’s WAY better than a tent!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Retro 1961 Shasta Airflyte!! With all the modern conveniences of course.ReplyCancel

  • Lisha Fink - And you can rent it out for Mardi Gras!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Holy Crapolla! That’s genius!!!ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - I can’t wait to see how this is going to go! You need to start a book right now!ReplyCancel

  • Kathy @ SMART Living - Hi Cheryl! It might not be what you were expecting but who knows? It might turn out even better than you could have imagined. And what a cute way to compromise. I’m looking forward to reading about where you go from here. ~KathyReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I will be taking notes and passing them along you can be sure of that!ReplyCancel

  • Nora Hall - What a great take on compromising! thanks for sharing.ReplyCancel

  • Kathy Gottberg - Hi Cheryl! It might not be what you were expecting, but who knows? It might turn out even better than you could have imagined. And what a cute way to compromise. I’m looking forward to reading about where you go from here. ~KathyReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - That camper van will be a lot of fun, I’m sure.
    Compromise is so important in a long-term relationship. My wife used to hate football (soccer) for the first 15 years of our relationship, whereas our two kids and I have always been fanatical. Then one day she decided to come along to a game, loved it, and is now as keen as me. But on reflection that might not be compromise, but just giving in!ReplyCancel

  • Suzanne Fluhr - One of my fantasies — not shared by my beloved.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Here’s the way I see it Suzanne- It wasn’t one of mine either but BUT if I want to see him I needed to bend a little. My way, of course, but BEND none the less.ReplyCancel

As some of you may be aware, my mother was forced to retire last year. (A stroke has a sneaky way of making decisions for you).   Of course, this has not been easy.   Maybe more so for my mother: She never slowed down. Not for one minute in her entire life. She worked […]

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  • CAROL CASSARA - I love it! Especially the dry lips advice. AND I see where you get your sassy nature! You go, Cheryl’s mom! Inspire those of us coming up right behind you!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thanks Carol!!! She’s a hoot! I’m hoping to have her reply, personally, this week. Stay tuned!ReplyCancel

  • Roshni - LOL!! She’s hilarious! Do encourage her to write more; especially about her life! I would love to read about that!!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Her life’s been quite an adventure! Hopefully more to come! Thanks Roshni- you’re such a kind woman. Glad you’re my friend.ReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - Your Mom is a hoot! Queenie I and Queenie II – apple – tree!ReplyCancel

  • Rebecca Forstadt Olkowski - I love your mom already. She has a hilarious sense of humor. Can’t wait to hear more. Listen to your mother and go with the Crazy on Main St.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Dear God, you’re the 3rd one! Really??? Okay. She may agree… (Thanks for stopping by Rebecca- much appreciated). XXOOReplyCancel

  • Lori Lavender Luz - Well, now. The tree speaks via the apple. Similar much?

    Leah, I’m taking your advice about “old hag.”

    Cheryl Ann, don’t forget to call your mom!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Hahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Mary La Fornara Gutierrez - This is the best! I am so looking forward to more of The Crazy On Main Street (my choice). She sounds like a hoot! Thanks for sharing will all of us.ReplyCancel

  • Meg Root - I second, The Crazy on Main Street! I’d say she was on her way to a fun and dedicated following. Great first post.ReplyCancel

  • Pam Lutrell - Please write more…you have a great start…so glad you are working with your daughter to publish your thoughts!!ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - This is fabulous! 82 and triple stroke surviver?! This woman is AWESOME!!! Will she adopt me?ReplyCancel

  • Alma Calabrese - Your mom sounds adorable ! I would love to meet her! Bless her heart for not giving up ! It’s what keeps us going.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - She’s NOT a giver upper. Probably live to 120.ReplyCancel

  • Rose Kimosh - Love it Leah….I have fond memories of you in my Showroom at The Ohio Design Centre….glad to see your still kicking it!…Thank you, Cheryl Ann….love RosieReplyCancel

  • Leanne@crestingthehill - Hi to your mum – may she reign forever! She reminds me of the poem – “when I am old I shall wear purple” – doing all the stuff you like because you’re old and you can. Good on her!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - That’s right…. that poem! I’m going to have to find a copy for her to read. Thanks for reminding me Leanne. XXOOReplyCancel

  • Haralee Weintraub - She is a natural. I have to work on my spitting if I am going to grow old(er) gracefully!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - She is right. Everything drops! It doesn’t matter how well one fights the good fight, and always, always, buy expensive shoes. it’s your feet. One place she is a tad wrong. People of German descent tent to have thinning eyebrows. Sigh.ReplyCancel

  • Estelle Sobel Erasmus - Oh. I love this. I think you and her share a little of the same witty voice:)ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - The apple doesn’t fall from the tree! I love both of you!ReplyCancel

  • Robyn Owen Whetstone - She reminds me of my grandma. Spry and spunky. You 2 make a great writing team!!!ReplyCancel

  • RasmaSandra - Your mom is a wise woman and has a wonderful sense of humor. Cherish her.ReplyCancel

  • Maureen Morin - I love it! She’s witty and super fun. Can’t wait to read more!ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - Can mom tell us some good stories about Cheryl hahaha!ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Awe, I just loved this and your Mom sounds like you or you sound like your Mom. Tell her my fav was learn to spit and drink beer.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - She’s ready these so I hope she’s already seen your comment. Thanks Sue. XXOO- from me.ReplyCancel

  • David Stillwell - Mari Collier said ” Everything drops!” It’s more like it is trying to get away from you…. Melting … for decades we want the fat to melt right off of us and when it does… we try to hold it on with rick-rack and ace bandages. Girl… let it go. Those tits are nothing more than neck warmers or a reason to fall. However, bad as that seams… men grow labia under their chins… and gray gotees that make them look like our mother’s mother in a short skirt without underware.ReplyCancel

  • Sandra Sallin - What a hoot and what a natural! You go girl and do what coes naturally! Welcome to te club.ReplyCancel

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