I love my city and I love the food, culture, music, history and lifestyle here. I’ve been cooking for over 40 years, and I learned how from many New Orleanian and Louisianan grandmothers. I didn’t know how to boil water when I got married and I was a vegetarian back then, but I learned to cook for my husband and then my family and friends.
I grew up in the Iberville in New Orleans, and we slept with the windows open every night. At night, we’d go to sleep and our bedroom window overlooked Marie Laveau’s grave – I call her Marie LaVoodoo – and we’d go to sleep watching people make “X’s” on her grave. The X’s to ask a favor of Marie Laveau. Every night there were people in that graveyard. My brothers and I played in the graveyards. If you wonder why New Orleans people are a little different, it starts really young.
“New Orleans Cooking is more than food, it’s a lifestyle.”
We lived in the city, so we didn’t have a lot of big grocery stores back then. We’d go to the fruit truck which were drawn by horse and buggy. And we’d have two bottles of fresh milk delivered every morning at our doorstep. From the time I was eight years old, I remember walking by myself walk through the French Quarter and go anywhere I’d want. I’d go get my beignets on Royal Street cost – 35 cents for three of them. Milk was 35 cents. If I had a dollar, I could go all day!
Let me know what you think of my cooking and my website, and if you have anything you want to share about New Orleans, send me a message!