Monthly Archives: September 2012

At the Clover Grill Diner.

Breakfast at The Clover Grill, an old-fashioned US diner, blue collar as. Love it: waiters in white aprons and caps, greasy spoon rules, ‘World Famous Always Open. We love to fry and it shows’. Go where the truckies stop, I … Continue reading

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Pirates and publicans.

Bar Lafitte, 941 Bourbon Street. I’ve been asked to talk about Jean Lafitte the pirate, one of the co-founders of Nawlins back in the days before the WASP-ish North came down and mugged all these good-time lawless Catholic privateers (at … Continue reading

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Too Much Of Nothing.

It’s not an exaggeration to observe that Nawlins has everything the eyeball could possibly feast on. A walking tour of the Cemetery as part of our ramble with Jane (the fast-talking and passionate guide) made the death of others a … Continue reading

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Corner of Bourbon and Toulouse, Nawlins.

I guess every newbie to Gumbo City that checks into a hotel in the French Quarter stumbles out the door and down Bourbon Street, looking for whatever freak show and flesh for sale photo opportunity is in your face: I … Continue reading

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Otis Spunkmeyer’s Wild Blueberry Muffins.

As I leave the small hotel dining room just after 7am having assembled what is now my usual choice of goodies to take to my den and consume like some introverted pack rat, I hear the two other guests who … Continue reading

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Old Man River, Old Man War.

Muscatine pearl buttons. My trip to Muscatine with a friend from Iowa City was magic: a Mississippi town that boomed, then busted on making pearl buttons from river clams (close relatives of paua, abalone). I loved it, an older rural … Continue reading

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Call for the Plumber.

Hisham Matar, Libyan novelist speaking at Prairie Lights Bookshop Iowa City. The plumbers have just departed from my room in Iowa House Hotel, after working on a troublesome toilet that sprays water where and when it should not. This morning … Continue reading

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