What It Means To Leave New Orleans

Once Upon A Frittata, 19 years ago, I gave up a job I loved in Florida and followed a boy to New Orleans. They call it the Big Easy. But it wasn’t. Sweat Lodge I was officially initiated into Louisiana summer by having the Florida orange juice sweat right out of me. You eventually getContinue reading “What It Means To Leave New Orleans”

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