This year holds more than the average amount of magic. It seems simply self-evident already: the actual day of Mardi Gras here in Nola was a tremendous spiritual day by most accounts from my friends; people are working so hard to make their dreams happen; random moments of serendipity seem to guide us to be where we need to be to make the ( Read more... )

...and now for Something Completely Different from your erstwhile Chef correspondent...ahem...a poem...nobody else has seen it but me, which makes me a bit nervous to kick my fledgeling life over the edge of the nest so soon, but there it goes ( Read more... )

I lost my phone recently, as forlornly documented in the previous post, and with it again my lil mix of tunes I had on my iTunes was lost in the ether.  I am given to understand that pity is being offered in the so-called Cloud that I may be able to reclaim my bit of music if I humbly beseech the Apple retail team, but until such time as I find ( Read more... )

Yes, dear faithful readers, I had an epic disaster and misplaced my old phone, with all its zillion contacts & my notorious Chef Jam mix of stuff I love to hear. Gone With the Wind, you might say...shockingly I don't even have my Mom's phone number carrying fwd, so I hope all y'all who have ever had reason to deal w my crazy self and knew my cell ( Read more... )

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Halloween is always a fun time to be in the French Quarter, although there are always a few assholes loose in the streets, it's a happy gathering of Green Goddess fans. I often get to meet Poppy's literate fans, which is always a touching affair for me because without PZB, in so many many ways, there would be no GG nor the madcap driven flame that ( Read more... )

Welcome to our 2nd Database Newsletter ( Read more... )

Our intrepid krewe at The Green Goddess has finally decided we have the power to go ahead & open on Wed nights. Of course, these gorgeous Autumn evenings are worth the extra hours because it's so splendid to savor them outside in our magical little alley, but mainly it reflects how together we are as a group of cooks, bartender & servers that we ( Read more... )

With the cool soaking of a mild one-eyed bastard named Lee, suddenly New Orleans shook off a miserably hot August just in time for Labor Day, Southern Decadence, and my 50th birthday. Us old-timers know that a blowzy tropical storm is the next best thing to a Tiki Party as far as signaling the end of a brutal hot summer. Bands of rain & some cool, ( Read more... )

Sometimes all I can say about our Green Goddess menu is that it is all inspired by jazz. My abiding love of jazz by now informs every molecule of my being, and the funky extremes of jazz: utter high-flying music geniuses riffing on a technical musical excursion of prowess that just makes me shake my head in wonder vs. that absolute dedication to ( Read more... )