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        The other day I found myself in need of a spell- the kind that levels a playing field. I had been running errands and dealing with unhelpful people wherever I went. “Can you point me in the direction of…?” “Do I look like I work here?” “Well, the name-tag and all.” […]

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  • Anonymous - The thing about it is that hollywood doesn’t HAVE to make it up–just take notes!
    Carol
    http://www.carolcassara.comReplyCancel

  • Sue - I admire your photos and your photography skills a lot, plus your writing is always so intriguing. I hope to get a better camera someday. Movie houses are my passion, so thanks for this. I have to tweet and pin to Pinterest here http://www.pinterest.com/SueHKaboodle/tv-and-movie-houses/ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I’ll tell u a little secret. My camera is my i-phone with some crazy apps that I use like photshop! No kidding!!! And thanks for reminding me- I should pin these as well. Ooops.ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - One needs to cast a spell on cranky retail clerks…ReplyCancel

  • Julie DeNeen - Remind me to never piss you off! LOLReplyCancel

  • Anonymous - Loved the post! Who doesn’t need a little help from their friends anyway? Virginia- FirstClassWomanReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Exactly Virginia! I’ve taken care of the retail clerks that were of no help- know I must cast a spell about traffic lights! Thanks for stopping by!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Cathy - You are endlessly entertaining, but you probably already know that! I am so glad I am (mostly, I think/hope) on your good side!ReplyCancel

  • Carollynn - Ahhhh, I love those sort of days. Makes one determined to either really get ‘er done or, as you so rightly pointed out, hex ’em. If for no other reason, you’ll feel better.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I don’t just ‘do’ hexes’ I do blessing too! Just not this day!ReplyCancel

  • Vince Berryman - The part about dancing naked reminded me of what Terry Pratchett’s Discworld witches thought about doing that – basically, even if you can find a night that’s warm enough in a temperate climate, there is the issue of “thistles and sudden hedgehogs”. It’s not relevant to the post – I just wanted to share. (RIP Pterry.)

    That house is AWESOME. PLEASE tell me you actually have access to it for the doing of witchy stuff!ReplyCancel

  • Abby - Cheryl, did you put a spell on the comment avatars – cause they seem to have disappeared and now it’s just some sort of ghost images? I mean Holy Smoke if you can do that, then I’m really scared!?!
    xxReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Be scared. Be very scared….. *wink*ReplyCancel

  • Brenda Ray Coffee - I love this, and it was just what I needed.ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - I had my witches dancing on a Halloween night in Iowa. They didn’t mind the cold with the raging bonfire. Of course, I arranged for the party to be broken up and the fire extinguished. It is Iowa, afterall.ReplyCancel

  • Leanne Le Cras - you do whatever you need to be seen and heard – a good incantation at the right time might be just the thing – or you could try the naked dancing thing when you next deal with an annoying shop assistant!ReplyCancel

  • b+ (Retire in Style Blog) - Oh my gosh, can I join your coven? I am so dim though that it takes the WHOLE DAY for me to realize that I have had a “coven meeting” kind of day! Darn! Happy Halloween!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I hope you sweep clean all the mess and cast a few good ones! Hahaha Good for you!ReplyCancel

  • Barbara Torris - Oh my gosh, can I join your coven? I am so dim though that it takes the WHOLE DAY for me to realize that I have had a “coven meeting” kind of day! Darn! Happy Halloween!ReplyCancel

  • Chloe Jeffreys - I like reading you.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thank you Chloe. That means a lot. Us Witches gotta fly together! Ha!ReplyCancel

  • Christiana - You codnlu’t pay me to ignore these posts!ReplyCancel

  It goes like this:      After the French and Indian War (1754-1763), the American Revolution (1775-1783), and the War of 1812 (1812-1815) the original 13 colonies found themselves broke.       Without the means to repay the farmers, and clerks, and boys, and widows, that had won these conflicts the state of Connecticut […]

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  • Carol Cassara - Screw the living history, i want your mom’s POT ROAST! Only kidding. I love stuff like that. But I do like pot roast. If it’s a good one.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I hear ya. I will post her Pot Roast recipe soon. It will NOT disappoint.ReplyCancel

  • Elin Stebbins Waldal - Love the images at the end of your post, makes my hankering for fall to hurry up and arrive in California grow stronger! Your post inspired me to seek a living history farm here and I discovered there is one two hours from my house, it looks gorgeous too. Thanks for the great tip!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Good for you! They really are all around us-Living History opportunities. I just LOVE them. I recently heard of a new plantation that has opened to the public and will be scouting it out soon. Stay tuned!ReplyCancel

  • Cathy Chester - Love history and this was so interesting. Love to feel those yarns. I should really seek out these places in my own back yard. We are rich in history as well! It’s not all Soprano’s and Housewives of NJ!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - New Jersey has such a rich history I bet they are and if you do- I’d love to hear about them!ReplyCancel

  • Tammy - Loved this. Everything about it. History is so freaking interesting. And everything has it. We forget that. Every old building, every old table with rings on it has history. If only the walls could talk.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I know!!!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been sitting in a place and started asking too many questions about it’s history. LOVE IT!ReplyCancel

  • Myke Todd - Fascinating display of Americana… Both interesting and informative… Love your pictures!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thanks Myke! Glad you stopped by!!ReplyCancel

  • Carollynn - Ok, so when ever you put food in the title, I’ve grown to expect an amazing recipe to accompany the story you tell. I was sad when I reached the end of the story, and no recipe for pot roast 🙁ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Oh boy. You caught me! I WILL be posting that darn recipe soon!!!ReplyCancel

  • Anne Louise Bannon - Love open air/living history museums like this. What fun. But I don’t get how pot roast won the West, unless you mean women bringing families in and… Or is it just a joke and I’m not getting it. Sigh. Wouldn’t be the first time.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Even I don’t know what I meant- really, but yes, the idea that w/o women and their good cookin’ all would have been lost. Or something that that. Wouldn’t be the first time I didn’t make sense. Ha!ReplyCancel

  • Sheryl Kraft - Sounds like a perfect day – topped off by a yummy home-cooked meal, of course!ReplyCancel

  • Kathleen O'Donnell - Love to go to places like this. Our last road trip we went to Springfield, ILL so I could get my Abe Lincoln freak on. They preserved the whole street his house is on. Even got to see the triple seater outhouse. The family that…together…ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - We stopped by what was supposed to be his log cabin in Kentucky once. Problem was/is that THAT cabin is long gone and the park services put up a pretend cabin near what they THINK was where his father settled for a bit- once. *head shaking* At least you got to see the TRUE three-seater!ReplyCancel

  • Nancy Hill - Oh, I love the stories of western expansion (except the part where the people who already lived there were “resettled.”) Was this before they drained the Black Swamp, aka Ohio? I love personal, and often that means feminine, takes on history – and small house and village museums play a critical role in preserving and conveying that history. Oh, and by the way, you have my vote for “best blog post title!”ReplyCancel

  • Lisa at Grandma's Briefs - Your history lessons are dished out in such pleasingly humorous bits and bites. If history in high school had been as fun as yours, I believe I’d be far more educated in that way. Love this! (And pot roast!)ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I’ve got a million of them. Have you heard the TRUE story about how the Oxford Dictionary came to be???? AMAZING!!!!!! I really should write about that….. thanks for the inspiration!ReplyCancel

  • K. Lee Banks - Thanks for sharing the great pictures and some of the history behind them. I especially like the spun wool!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - The wool was gorgeous and soooo soft. The colors so rich. They sold skeens in the gift shop. I bought a few- of course. HehehheeeeeReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - People down on their luck cannot afford $1,200 payment and build such a stately manner. I love visiting a place like that. You are right about potroasts. Even used that in my one story.ReplyCancel

  • Abby - Cheryl the Historian- I love your new profession! I could sit by the fire place all day with you and listen to your stories:) Plus you make me hungry with this stuff!
    xx AbbyReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - You’re so sweet! I LOVE history. These are a few posts from a few years ago that no one read. I’m re-posting because I have a FULL calendar this month and with the autumn upon us I think people like to read a good yarn. Hahahaa Thanks Abby. XXOOOReplyCancel

  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

Once Upon A Time…     in a land to the West, with wishes carved out of dreams and hubris, over the hills (and any resemblance to rational thought) lived a ‘fair maiden, with hair as dark as night and eyes that could melt a frozen Margarita’.She had been orphaned by BOTH of her parents soon […]

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  • Patty Rumaker - Well now! How cool is that! Great story! Loving that front door. Pining!
    Patty at Home and Lifestyle DesignReplyCancel

  • Nancy Hill - Portuguese nuns lived my house… not the same at all. LOL! What an enjoyable, smile-producing piece! There is nothing like the glamour of Old Hollywood!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Jesus (sorry) If I lived in a house that had housed nuns I’d probably be hovering above a bed with some kind of devil’s mark burned on my forehead. I don’t think they’d have liked me the way Old Hollywood seems to. LOL. Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to comment. Much appreciated!ReplyCancel

  • Cathy - I love this story! I love any story that involved old Hollywood, because that is where my heart lies. You don’t have to tell me who Ann Sheridan is (!!!). Wowee, wow, wow, WOW! What a great story.

    P.S. How did you make your photo Pinterest ready. So cool.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I know! Old Hollywood is THAE BEST! As for the pinterest ready button- I’m a tech wizard- and I contacted Julie DeNeen.ReplyCancel

  • enchantedseashells.com - That is SO cruel. You have true creed, that’s for sure, and you are THAT close to Bogie. I am so jell!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Really interesting, but I’m also curious about the dead body. No way I could do that kind of partying now.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - The young man who built the house and was the first to live in it, died of Typhoid Fever in the upstairs master bedroom and was laid out in the front parlor. He was only 23 and left a wife and child (so sad). They only stayed on about a year and then sold. I don’t know what happened to them after that. Houses have such incredible history! What about yours Mari?ReplyCancel

  • conniemcleod - Your house should write a book…These walls are talking!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I know- right? And this is just one of SEVERAL Ben and I have had that had a lot of whispering going on. Maybe future posts?ReplyCancel

  • House Crazy Sarah - Neat stuff! Gosh that would be a great job to research old houses! Love it!ReplyCancel

  • Bryan Jones - Wow, interesting stuff. Verita sounds some fun lady – I have a clear image of her red hat askew and slurring her words.ReplyCancel

  • Manal The Go Go Girl - That’s such a COOL story and love the way you wrote it!ReplyCancel

  • pia - Wow! What a wonderful story!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - So interesting! I recommend everyone have their house history done- and then share the story! Thanks for stopping by Pia! Always nice to see you here.ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - Wow! Small world!ReplyCancel

  • s.allen - An affair between Thompson and Bogart is nothing to applaud,
    considering those hurt by the disclosure.
    Bogart would have been appalled by such!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Bogart HAD the affair- and it lasted decades. He obviously wasn’t too appalled.ReplyCancel

      • s. allen - Cheryl, Affair 1942-1954. Decades? V.T. married other lover,
        Walter Thompson, 1955.
        Bogart, according to those who knew him, would’ve
        been appalled by such public DISCLOSURE!
        didn’t wantReplyCancel

  • s. allen - Your comment, “Bogart had the affair.” I don’t know what you mean. Verita had affair w/ him; both were married, she to Robt.
    Peterson, and he to Mayo Methot, prior to his final marriage to
    Ms. Bacall. {Please excuse “didn’t want” error, last comment;
    forgot to delete.]ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I’m not sure what you’re trying to ‘get at’? THEY had an affair that lasted 14 years through her marriage to Peterson, and two of his three, both Methot and Bacall, until two years before he died (1957). She married Thompson in 1955 and her relationship with Bogart ended. Just trying to tell a story here…ReplyCancel

      • s. allen - I’m not trying to “get at” anything. We both have said much
        the same thing re. timeline of events.
        Question: A reviewer of Thompson’s book said that Bacall
        referred to that affair, others? in new bio. of Bogart[unnamed.] Any info. on this?ReplyCancel

        • Cheryl - I’ve never read the book just live in her house.ReplyCancel

          • s.allen - I’ve not read her book either, only reproduced pages on
            internet, reader reviews and Kirkus review.

And…. I’m driving. D-R-I-V-I-N-GGGGGGLa Dee Da Dee DaMusic playing. Wind in my hair.Almost perfect… except I’m talking to one of the kids on my bluetooth.“Yes. That sounds fine…. No, I’m not paying for it.”What the hell is that?“Mom? Mom! Did you hear me?”Turning around.“Yes. I heard. But say it again and speak up.”One more passssssss.“What are […]

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