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  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

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

  We have two, or three, children, depending on when you entered our lives.   I usually say, we have two biological children and an adopted child, though we never legally adopted our third.   Confusing?   Maybe.   Let me explain.   Ben and I birthed (who are we kidding? I BIRTHED our two […]

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  • Lux Ganzon - You’ve got a lovely family. And that looks like a cozy apartment.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It did turn out great. It was a pain in the ass- but it turned out great. It’s all about them- right? snoozzzzzzzzeeeeeeReplyCancel

  • Chloe Jeffreys - Damn girl! You gots talent! Very nice. So cozy. I wish I lived near you and could spend time learning from you. You have skillz.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I come from a l-o-n-g line of designers. The apple didn’t fall that far- it never does. -wink-ReplyCancel

  • Shelley Zurek - Wonderful redecoration. I swear I am looking at a magazine. You really understand lighting.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Wow- you really saw that? Wonderful!!! Yes- lighting is an often times greatly overlooked accessory. you’ve got a good eye!!!ReplyCancel

  • Lisha Fink - And now she lives in a pleasant house, as well. Good work, mama.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - How clever! I should have used that line Lisha! Are you a writer or something? -wink-ReplyCancel

  • Sue - I like how you added the small table next to the island and the new chairs for the island with backs, plus the lamps in the bathroom and kitchen make it look so homey.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - The island stopped before the ceramic tile on the floor Sue, leaving this’area’ that was open so it looked like the perfect spot for an extension using her table (I love these chairs- so retro). There was an electrical outlet under the counter at the end of the island so… voila! As for table top lighting in the loo- I always try to do that. Makes using it a pleasure!ReplyCancel

  • Manal The Go Go Girl - Beautiful job! Love what you’ve done with the apartment. And bravo for taking in your third baby 🙂ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Thanks Manal! Sometimes life throws you a curve ball- or a big box of an apartment.ReplyCancel

  • Diane Tolley - Gorgeous! The homemaking fairy endowed you royally!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Yes she did. Her christian name was Mom. At she was a tough task-master. HahaaaaaReplyCancel

  • David Stillwell - I fear you left the reader hanging with the long introduction to Tyler and then you derailed into lamps. So if you can go back and tell us more about Tyler that would be heavenly… BTW awesome job on the apartment and Ned is interestingly handsome while curiously distancing. 🙂ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - So… you want more Tyler story? I hear ya.ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - Fancy digs. Just wait. They always move back at least once. Mine did it twice. One couple at church were tired of moving their daughter in and out of different places. They really gave thanks when she married.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - So far- only Tyler. Now, he lives just around the corner. Does that count?ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - Wow! I’m sure my hubby would sign me over for adoptionReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - You’d have to get in line Hahahaaa!ReplyCancel

  • Johnny Serio - Well since I stumbled across this eloquent essay of yours, I had better comment…
    I remember very well that transition in your lives, and I think no one knew exactly what to make of it at the time…bold, if nothing else. You have led by example for your children and all who witnessed. Very proud of you, good work!
    ooxx, johnny ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - What fabulous room transformations. An expert in interior design; your skills know no bounds.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I really should have gone into Interior Design but then I’d have to work with people- a deal breaker.ReplyCancel

  • Rhonda - Holy Cow. I’m in my 30’s and my house isn’t as well decorated as that apartment! Nicely done!ReplyCancel

  • Cary - You did a smashing job! Love it (though I think she may have a cat infestation).ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Oh yes. She does- two of them. The apple not falling far (and all that).ReplyCancel

  • Johnny Serio - Yes, I remember Tyler being a REALLY good kid! Love and miss you all too!ReplyCancel

  • MJM - Are you available to decorate a friend’s house, I’d pay you…do you accept foodstamps?ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - A ‘friend’? Do they have wine?ReplyCancel

  Things change.(Brilliant observation, I know)   Life ebbs and f-l-ooooo-w-s. (I’m on fire aren’t I?)   One minute you’re all over something and the next- not so much.   One season looks promising, and then… the bottom falls out.   You have a great idea, only to find out you don’t have the resources, […]

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  • Linda Roy - This sounds and looks so good. I wish I could get my kids to eat beans. But dammit, I’ll make this for my husband and me and I’ll make the kids something else. This is just the type of thing we like.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I love the beans! And as they cook-down in this recipe they sorta get creamy. Yummy. I’m going to TRY and cook more this week. Tomorrow will be Gazpacho and then Wed- steamed mussels in white wine sauce. Wish me luck!ReplyCancel

  • Melissa Senecal - Yum!! I grew up in north Loisiana and I miss the Cajun cooking most of all!! My 2dear darlings don’t like spicy as much as I do so it’s a challenge to make it at home!! I do manage to put together a jambalaya every once in awhile but what I wouldn’t give for a mountain of fresh crawfish and and an authentic Muffaletta!!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Don’t want to make you jealous- but- just got back from a crawfish boil- with all the fixin’s- mushrooms, corn, garlic cloves, sausage…. and Daiquiris. OMG!ReplyCancel

  • Carrie - I see nothing wrong with cheese, crackers and wine.

    Nothing.

    I’m in love with New Orleans. Haven’t been in years, but the fam is coon-ass and I growed up on lots of red beans and rice.

    (I meant to say ‘growed’…just in case you thought I was an imbecile.)

    I will be most definitely printing this little gem out!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Coon-ass are my fav’s! They cook- really COOK. If you want the beans a little creamier reduce the water to 8 cups. Tell me what you think!ReplyCancel

  • Suzanne Fluhr - I am sooooo beyond tired of my own cooking—-and unlike you, I’m not a particularly good cook. One of my go to standards is “Choice Night”—-a/k/a Every man (and woman) for themselves. ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - Yum, yum. I’m heading for the cooker the instant I’ve submitted this comment. Well, not really; but I’ll check out whether my good lady might rustle it up. (I’m such a modern man).ReplyCancel

  • Debbie Wrinkled-Mommy McCormick - I think women should write more about cooking block instead of writer’s block. I am going through both right now – but especially “cooking block”…and “school lunch block.” I have a pantry full of things that are cluttering up my space but won’t make a meal. Your recipe looks really good- my husband would like that so I may get my butt in gear and try it out.ReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Gotta make this.
    C
    http://www.carolcassara.com
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  • William Kendall - Admittedly, if I can get away with not eating any kind of bean for the rest of my life, I’ll do so!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Legumes. Legumes. Legumes. My Kingdom for a Legume!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - I never really cared much about either beans or rice. You have the ham (essential when cooking beans), but neglect to say what kind of sausage. I can think of several kinds that would do well. Why would I cook that if I didn’t care for it? My husband loved pinto beans. I had a killer recipe.ReplyCancel

  • MJM - I am a horrible cook, and I’m sure even at your worst, you’re probably way better than I am. Thanks for the recipe, I’m going to forward it to my mom to see if she’ll make it for me.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Terrific! Not your not being able to cook- but having your Mom make it! Nicely played MJ.ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - This looks really good! Been a rut lately myself tired of cooking every damn day in and day out! You know the old saying “same shit 《 different day”! That’s where I am at.ReplyCancel

  • Sue - I never even heard of red beans and rice, so let teaching unworldly people like me about exotic dishes be your inner cook inspiration.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s VERY NOLA. On Mondays. I think it’s a combo of African American/Haiti/Creole… like so much food here. You really have to try it Sue. It’s addicting.ReplyCancel

  • Andrea B (@goodgirlgonered) - Though I don’t eat ham OR sausage, I kind of want to make this into some sort of recipe for me. Mmmmn.

    And YES. YES. I SO KNOW.

    Enough with the cooking already, right?ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - ENOUGH! It’s killing me!
      Do you eat beef? If so, maybe substitute ground chuck for the ham and sausage? It’s just that pork adds such a complex flavor to the chicken. Maybe some beef would do the same thing? If you try it- let me know!ReplyCancel

Last week was lovely.Our kids came for Thanksgiving. They stayed 4 nights.We ate turkey, and drank champagne, and made each other laugh.We played board games and went to dinner out and watched holiday movies.The house was humming, and happy, and whole.Also, my mother came.(silence-silence-silence)I love my mother. She was the absolute center of my universe […]

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  • Carla BeDell - Wow! Sorry for that lack of parental support! You seem to take it in stride and with humor. Good for you!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - It’s either laugh, or kill her. Because of the season of brotherly love I’ve chosen the first. All bets are off after the first of the year. Hahahaaaa…smack.ReplyCancel

  • Anonymous - My heart goes out to your mother. She must feel incredible, deeply-rooted pain to act that way. Blessings to you both.
    Carol
    http://www.carolcassara.comReplyCancel

  • Natalie DeYoung - Remarks like that and we’d have been estranged within minutes. You are a kind soul full of magnanimity and largesse. And if blogging is pathetic, well, then at least there’s a tribe of us losers to support and love each other. 😉ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Is this not unreal or what? Can you imagine? She didn’t say it to MY face- she said it to my children. Probably worse. I’m still trying to process it. Thank God for our TRIBE! Jesus…..ReplyCancel

  • Carollynn @ www.designGumbo.net - I’m relatively new to reading your blog, but I have to tell you, your posts are sometimes the high light of my crazy day. You rock Cheryl – thank you for providing the posts that you do. Your mom many not have an appreciation for what you do, but it looks like there is a whole bunch of us who do.ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - And you, my friend, are THE highlight of MY DAY!!! What a wonderful compliment. I’m speechless (and THAT’s saying something). Please continue to stop by or I’ll cry….ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - I’m sorry your mother has that kind of view of things… it’s very sad that she can’t be more positive.ReplyCancel

  • Sandra Sallin - She sounds like where you got your funny bone. Plus you keep a near linen closet. What more could you want?ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - If she had only ever BEEN funny. Not so much. And my father wasn’t either. But my sister and I developed a sense of humor in spite of it. Maybe BECAUSE of it? And, really, who doesn’t love a tidy linen closet?ReplyCancel

  • Bryan Jones - You skillfully capture some of the complexities so common to the mother-daughter relationship. Pleased to hear that you’ve managed to immunize yourself against the criticism and undermining comments.ReplyCancel

  • wampumhome - Aww, the loving bond of mother daughter.. HAHAHAHA…. My husband of all people taught me years ago how to not let my mom get under my skin. I had to adapt a ‘man’s view’ for this. His mom was the queen of mean, I mean MEAN and she always smiled while digging deep with her words. So, back to his advice. He said he just smiles and nods (yup, like a bobble head). Smile and nod. Well, I tried it, it made me crazy the first few times, but it worked! It worked so well, I’ve applied to all people who frustrate the hell out of me (including himself) at times. The unexpected surprise was once I started ‘reacting’ to what I perceived was mean and negative comments I started having a better relationship with my mom and hearing ‘between the lines’ and she seems to now have much kinder words for me (maybe she did all the time, but I was perceiving it all different??). Just smile and nod 🙂ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - Excellent advise. I will smile and nod in the future, but that silent scream (cue: Van Gogh) seems to be in my back pocket, crawling up my back and wanting to rear it’s head around my face. No! Go down evil monster! Smile and nod. Smile and nod…..ReplyCancel

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