The Editor’s Room

A Proposal: How About a Carnival of Neighborhoods?

  A friend of mine recalls the time when she first moved into her Mid-City home. It was near Canal Street, on the river side, near the cemeteries. South St. Patrick Street ran alongside the house. One Sunday morning, she…

Parading Again, The Cosmic Connection

  In answer to the question, "will there be a Mardi Gras next year," the answer is – 100 percent, totally, absolutely, honest to goodness, yes. Am I positive? Bet your bottom dollar, yes. For there not to be a…

Benson's Vision vs. Jazz's Departure

  Tom Benson liked to tell the story about the phone call he received in 1985 from then Governor Edwin Edwards. John Mecom Jr., the original owner of the New Orleans Saints franchise, wanted to sell and there was a…

Stirring It Up: The Governor's Gumbo Debate

  Not that Governor John Bel Edwards doesn’t already have enough to worry about, but each year around this time as the weather teases us with a slight chill a person, even a Governor, can be forgiven if his thoughts…

Saved by the Fest: George Wein's Legacy

  Not to be bragging or anything but I once met one of the Jazz Fest’s all-time biggest celebrities. I think it was at a cocktail party, I’m not sure where or why, when I fell into a conversation with…

The Future Crashing Into The River

  I thought I saw a ghost of New Orleans, a sad apparition of a glorious city that once was. I will always remember the moment during the evening of August 29 as the city lights flickered then went out.…

In Need of Eloquence

  On Jan. 28, 1986, Ronald Reagan, President of the United States, approached the White House podium that is used for televised addresses. The nation that he was about to speak to was in shock that day. Many Americans craved…

Next Stop: Area 51

  There is a lot to see from looking upward in Las Vegas. There is the Big Apple roller coaster which races along the top of New York, New York casino; the High-Roller, a Ferris wheel is so big and…

Edwin Edwards' Legacy Was No Joke

  Accused of having taken an illegal campaign contribution, Edwin Edwards, who knew the law better than most judges, once offered a novel defense. For someone to have made the contribution was illegal he explained, however it was not illegal…

Haiti and the Louisiana Connection

  Last week the President of Haiti, Jovenel Moise, was assassinated creating more instability for an island already know for disorder. Even the legitimacy of his presidency was questioned, yet another sign of a country teetering. There is seldom good…

Deacon John Takes the Cake

  John Moore, known to the world as “Deacon John,” was acknowledging a picture taken at an event he had attended recently. Pictured with him was Archbishop Gregory Aymond. Moore broke into his characteristic loud laugh, which punctuates nearly every…

Bullets On A Sunday Afternoon

  Last Sunday afternoon (June 6) around 6:15 I was driving toward the river on Canal Street waiting for a light to change on the block between South Rampart St. and University Place (Now called “Roosevelt Way”). All was quiet,…

D-Day: Charging Through Time

  Some kids were playing on Omaha Beach, building sandcastles. Nearby an adult couple walked along the sand at shore’s edge, presumably looking for shells, the nautical kind rather than those fired from cannons. The shards of war have long…

A View From Bruning's: West End's Glory Days

  Sometimes neighboring political bodies join together to forge historic agreements. Few are as anticipated by those who remember the old days along the lake as the efforts by Jefferson Parish’s and New Orleans’ councils to redevelop West End. The…

What Stagger Lee Brought to Lundi Gras

  According to the legend, “the night was clear, and the moon was yellow, and the leaves came tumbling down.”  At this point Lloyd Price, a native of Kenner who was one of the top rhythm and blues performers of…

Going For the Gold: Rah-Rah Rugby

  Several years ago, when e-mail was young, I got a message from a freelance writer in New York state who was pitching a story idea. A couple of times during our exchanges she used the word “scrum.” Born and…

May Day for St. Joseph

  May Day, last Saturday, was spent at a St. Joseph’s Day altar.  I know, according to the calendar, someone got the dates wrong, but a world turned upside down has made the liturgically improbable more possible. Two local churches…

Discovered: A Worse Name than "Baby Cakes"

  When we last had a chance to see the former New Orleans Baby Cakes in person in 2019 they were playing their final games on Airline Highway. The franchise, it was announced, was relocating to Wichita, Kansas where community…

Rites and Rituals, Shaped by the Times

  We were regulars at a certain neighborhood restaurant and always knew the food to be good and the service efficient, but on a Friday night a few weeks ago things just were not right. Service was slow; very slow.…

A Royal Ramble

  Our driver was from London. As he made his way toward the city, we talked about the wedding between Prince Harry and Meghan Markle that had taken place only a few weeks earlier. I told him that practically all…

Where Bunnies Roamed

  After a year of experiencing just about any gathering as being “virtual,” we should be craving assemblies that are “actual” even if the congregation is just rabbits. There was a charm about the bunny village on display each year…

Elmers and Merlins: New Orleans' Confection Connection

  When Rite Aid pharmacies first opened in New Orleans in 1997 the Harrisburg, Pennsylvania company already faced a hostile crowd. The chain had bought out locally owned Katz & Besthoff drug stores, affectionally known as “K&B.” The hurt began…

Lenten Legacies

  A buddy of mine in high school once gave up drinking Coke for Lent. He was a big fan of the drink and I knew he would be frequently led into temptation during the 40 Lenten days. I witnessed…

Zoom Room Zen

  A journalist acquaintance talked about covering a trial recently. Life being the way it is these days he had to watch from his home via Zoom. The trial was very emotional on all sides. He recalled having covered many…

March! The Month Deserves Better

  March is arguably New Orleans’ best month. Lately it has also been the most picked on. Though there is stiff competition from February and April, March is the culturally richest month, especially toward the middle when St. Patrick’s and…