FLEUR DE MOI

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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Happy Birthday, Dad!

                      Dear Dad,
I can't even begin to put into words how greatful I am that you are my father. You are not just a wonderful parent but also truly my best friend. I wasn't joking recently when I told you that I wish that you could not only walk me down the aisle one day but also be my "maid of honor". Not sure how it could work but the role normally goes to your best friend and that is truly what you are.
We went through alot this year with Mom dying and it saddens me that I can't be home today to celebrate with you but I know Dash will treat you well. You have great friends too that I know will do something. But it doesn't make up for the fact that I wish I could be there to give you a big bear hug and drink some delicious foreign beer with you.

I hope one day when I have kids I can be half that parent that you are to me. I still am perplex by how you managed to make me feel special at every single faze of my life. As a kid you let me ride you as a whale in the swimming pool and stand on your feet as we danced. When I enter my awkward teen years you let me express them the way I seemed fit and never made me feel like there wasn't a light at the end of the tunnel. and now as a adult you talk to me as I'm an adult. A task many parents find hard to do but you seem to do with ease.
Dad, I love you. Happy Birthday!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Shreveport, Here I Come....

The day I have been dreading is finally here. The day I leave for Shreveport. I didn't even start packing until this morning! But I'm almost done which means in a few short hours I'll start my drive up North.
These last few days I have seriously treated like I was on death row and would never see New Orleans again. I went to a bunch of my favorite restaurants (Cafe GranadaGrapevineJuan's) and tried to spend as much time outdoors as possible because once I'm back in June is will be HOT AS HELL!
Yesterday John and I walked around the Quarter with Jackson.
This has quickly become one of my favorite things to do even though I still have my boot on and my foot tends to go numb by the end of it. At night we went for my "last meal" at my ALL time favorite restaurant: Dick and Jenny's
This is seriously the BEST restaurant I've ever been too in my life let alone New Orleans. I still don't understand why this isn't THE most popular restaurant in town. Oh well, someone else's lost is my gain right.
I know it's not going to be horrible up in Shreveport. One of John's sisters is there which is nice. I've also worked with part of my AD team before as well which takes some stress off. I'm sooooorta excited but all I can think about it how much I'll miss the city I love, my lovely animals, my friends, and of course John. 2 months isn't long....right? RIGHT?!?!
Gah, alright. Back to packing.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

SUCK IT!

Yesterday was one of my best friends 25th birthdays. She is actually the whole reason I came to New Orleans in the first place. When Katrina happened she came to my college for the year and we became pretty close. The following school year my parents bought me a plane ticket to visit her in New Orleans for my birthday. I was taking a photography course at the time and she drove me around the city for me to document the area 18 months after. Upon returning to school after my visit (my birthday is in November and I visited during Thanksgiving break) I somehow convince my school to let me come to New Orleans for a full semester and do 2 independent study projects. During that time I interned on 2 movies AND met John!
Anyway, today we celebrated Brie's birthday with a crawfish boil.
I may not eat meat (including seafood) but it's always fun to come to them.
HEY-O!!!

Before being boiled

After being boiled
I hate to admit this but I have actually never had crawfish. It smells so damn good too! Plus, it looks fun to eat. The whole breaking and sucking routine that I watch everyone do each time a sack is thrown onto the table seems so freakin' fun. I WANT TO PLAY TOO!
SUCK IT!

I think about 10-15 people came and they managed to eat all 80 pounds of the crawfish. Pretty impressive.
Yup, that's a whole garbage can filled with the shells of crawfish. After we finished eating (I brought pot stickers from Whole Foods. Kinda lame but ya gotta do whatcha gotta do) some of us went to Creole Creamy. It's like crack, people!
Now....off to my food coma.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Get in My Mouth aka Roadfood Festival

For those of you who have never been to New Orleans telling you that food is a HUGE part of this city is a understatement. The first year after I moved here I thought, "Maybe I can lose the 10 pounds I put on when I drove over the Louisiana State boarder". Then the second year I lived here I just accepted it and have embraced as many food festivals that I can about every weekend.
This weekend: Roadfood Festival
We brought Jackson with us which is something we normally never do. This is mostly my fault because I think he pulls to much in public and I start to get embarrassed the same way mothers do when their kids throw tantrums over candy bars in the check out line at the grocery stores.

                    But who can say "No" to this face? Yeah, not this girl.
John always fairs well at these events as he's a manly meat-eater. I believe this is a pulled pork po-boy of some kind. Jackson got the last bits of some nice woman's po-boy. While he turned up his nose to my fries with vinger he devoured he's pork.
I'm pretty much felt like a cockblocker for John the whole time as so many women came up to John asking what kind of dog he had.
Note: It was very crowded and with my gimp leg my speed was not up to par with what Jackson would prefer so I was able to witness this with a smirk on my face.
We wore ourselves out pretty well. Gorging on food and walking in the heat can do that to ya.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Dear St. James Cheese

Dear St. James Cheese,
I realize that our relationship is still in it's honeymoon stage. I met you just 4 months ago but who can put a limit on how long it takes to form a everlasting love? Not I! For I love you passionately. You may not be able to feel emotions, as you are indeed a shop full of cheese, but that will not sway me from forming a deep attachment to you.
You make me a better person. A better person who knows more about cheese and now has to take Lactaid pills before entering your doors. It is just a mere price that I must pay but it is worth it.
Take me to Spain! Take me to France! Take me to the Netherlands! Take me all those places with you....in my mouth.
I will be leaving in a mere few days to film a movie in Shreveport. I hope that it keeps me busy and distracts me from the fact that I can not be learning more about cheese at your wonderful weekly classes, or your wonderfully put together cheese boards, or your glass case of glorious cheese that makes my mouth water just thinking about it. Ohhhhhh, I feel the tears coming up all ready. My DEAREST St. James Cheese I ache for you already.....
wait.....
I haven't left yet....
LUNCH AT ST. JAMES CHEESE!

Lovens,
Moira

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sculpture Garden


Recently John and I took a little day trip to the Sculpture Garden which is located right beside NOMA and is always FREE! What fairly recent college grad doesn't love that word?
Before entering the Sculpture Garden we had ourselves a delightful mini-picnic that John packed. John is an amazing cook which can be annoying because I always feel like whatever I make in the kitchen couldn't come close to what he makes.
One of the first sculptures when entering is a piece done by Isamu Noguchi. It's a artist close to John and my heart because we worked on a film called Leonie which is based on the story of Isamu's mother's life. It was also the first film that John worked on as a 2nd 2nd AD. A very proud moment for both of us.
For those of you who don't know me I LOVE turtles. Yes, I realize this is not a real one but it reminds me of the sculptures at the Washington DC Zoo that my family and I used to go to when I was a kid.
Right now, in New Orleans, the weather is AMAZING and it's the perfect time to do things outside like this. Once it starts getting hotter I plan on actually going INSIDE of NOMA and looking at their new exhibits. 
Note: Every Wednesday is FREE admission at the museum.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Little Treasure

John's mother is about to move out of his childhood home. Whenever we visit  we've been finding little treasures all over her house and putting them into our home. Example: A bitchin' record player and speakers!
Here is another little treasure I love:


I love me some passive aggressive SASS! John comes from a family of 5 children so I like to pretend his mother used to present this to her children if they were acting up (which I doubt ever happen because he's family is perfect....at least in my eyes).

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Mixing

I loved making mix tapes as a kid. I love making them as an adult. I recently started "Mixing" with my friends who are living all over the world as a way to not only keep in contact but also keep my Itunes up to date with a consent flow of new music.
So here is my short mix tape for ya'll in honor of a lazy Sunday evening and the first day of Spring!
1) First Aid Kit - Hard Believer


                          2) Phoenix - Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands
3) Devendra Banhart - The Body Breaks 


 4) Jose Gonzalez -Heartbeats (Note: I can never pick if I like The Knife more of this one)
5) Cat Power - The Greatest (Note: I used a video made from clips from the movie Blueberry Nights which I HIGHLY recommend. Go rent it tonight!)
6) The National - Fake Empire
7) Antony and The Johnsons - Thank You For Your Love (Note: When my mother passed away suddenly a few months ago I played this song over and over and wished I could sing this to all my friends and family who were there to support me during the hardest moment in my life)
8) Dead Man's Bones - Pa Pa Power (Note: I LOVE every song made by this band so picking one is very hard)

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Goat Cheese, Mon Amour

I used to be vegan for 8 years. What changed that?* Goat Cheese. Yes, the wonderful, creamy, sometimes bitter goat cheese. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. Dang.

Last night at St. James Cheese Company John and I attended a Goat Cheese Lovers class. I have been looking forward to this ALL week.
At each class they pair 6 cheeses with 6 beverages. Last time we went it was a beer and cheese class but this time around it was mostly wine which worked out great as John and I gave up beer for Lent. The one cheese that was paired with beer they were nice enough to give us extra apple cider.
The cheeses were, needless to say, AMAZING. My favorites were Tomme de Chevre and Harbourne Blue. The Blue cheese was like a roller-coaster of flavor in my mouth. The de Chevre was everything I love about a good goat cheese: smooth, soft, and bitter.
Oh lordy, look at all that delicious cheese. My mouth is watering. I can't wait till next week's class!
*Note: Even though I am not vegan anymore I still am vegetarian.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Animal House


This picture sums up what it's like to keep all my cats/dog out of our room every night so we can sleep comfortably.
Needless to say, they always win.

Before I Die...

I'm a huge fan of street art/graffiti art. Some people may have a very different opinion but I think it adds to the beauty of a city.
Recently a piece called "Before I Die" went up in New Orleans. I've been dying to see it and finally wondered over to the corner of Burgundy and Marigny today.

You'd think that I would have planned out something to write on the wall in advance because I've been wanting to go for so long but I completely drew a blank once I got there. Plus, reading everyone else's wish list made it even harder because there were things I wanted to do myself.
A prime example of this was "Hike the Appalachian Trail". This was actually listed TWICE on the wall so I very well couldn't put it there for the third time.


Eventually, I got my shit together and figured out something that wasn't on the wall. And no, I won't be telling anyone what it says. It's my little secret but I will do it one day before I die.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Hey Mister, Gimme your Lucky Charms!

          Not even a full week after Mardi Gras and we have another parade.
I have never been to the Saint Patrick's Parade before. Honestly, I had no interest. I'm not a person who looks forward to drinking green beer and wearing an obscene amount of green. Pretty sure I don't even own green.....
Anyway, John and I went to the parades and GOOD GOD was it worth it. The floats threw the most amazing shit. You want beads? They got 'em. You want small packages of carrots? Check. Beer? Get ready to catch it before it smashes you in the face. Cabbage. Candy. CDs. Check. Check. Check.
My favorite catch was a box of Lucky Charms. Now, by catch I actually mean something that was thrown at my head when I wasn't paying attention and it somehow ended up in my hands but hey, I got to enjoy some cereal my Mom never let me eat as a kid.
Another highlight was our friends new dog: Easy Ed
They found him tied up, starving, and sun burnt in a not so nice area of town and took him home about 2 weeks ago. The vet guessed that he's about 4 months old and a pitbull mix. He was a delight and I can't WAIT until Jackson gets to meet him. I have a feeling they'll be instant best friends.
He also came in handy with catching beads. No one can resist passing off sweet swag to little children and puppies.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Pump It Up

Every time I put on this boot and have to pump it up with air I find myself singing Elvis Costello.


Milkshake, Mon Amour

Ever since I fell off my bike a week ago I SWEAR my taste buds have changed. I've been craving the most random foods (and no, there is no chance of me being preggo). I normally never crave sweets and also have a strong dislike for Chinese foods. But this last week it's ALL I want.
Yesterday, I originally was planning on trying out The Milk Bar which I hear has good milkshakes but sadly they are closed due to the Mardi Gras holiday. Yes, the locals treat Mardi Gras as a form of adulthood spring break and I LOVE it unless it stops me from feeding my intense cravings for things like milkshakes.
So, I went to old faithful: Creole Creamery
This place is a death wish if you love ice cream.
I've never tried their milkshakes and decided that yesterday was as good a day as any. 
Hello, loooooooovvvvaaaaa!

One of the things that ROCKS about Creole Creamery is that they will make a milkshake from any of their wonderful flavors. Here are the flavors from yesterday:
Oh yes, this place changes it up daily and it's aaaaaamazing. I opted to go with a regular joe strawberry milkshake though. Boring, I know, but somethings it's just best to go with the founding fathers of greatest when it comes to ice cream/milkshakes.
I honestly couldn't keep still while drinking it because I was so excited to finally be fulfilling my craving. They are very generous with their sizes so I ended up taking half home and saving it for a late night snack.
Thank you Creole Creamery. You rock my world.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

MARDI GRAS!

One of the best days of the year was yesterday: MARDI GRAS!!!!!! aka Fat Tuesday. While I may have had a fractured foot I took Charlie Sheen advice and did some shots of Tiger's Blood for breakfast and braved the streets of New Orleans. 
The mere idea of driving into the Quarter during Mardi Gras is CRAZY! Normally John and I bike in but with a big boot on my foot it made it a liiiiiiittle tricky. Somehow we managed to find a awesome parking spot right off of Decatur street. This, my friends, is a Mardi Gras miracle.
The only boobs I saw during Mardi Gras
My Cripple Chair at the R Bar

Sewing tinsel into a vest goes under my "sounded
like a good idea at the time" file


While there were many, MANY Black Swans on the streets of New Orleans yesterday I liked to consider myself the Black Swan of The Saints. Also, my boot came in handy with holding my phone and camera! Positive thoughts!
Now for the detox the day after and icing my foot for days......

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Mardi Gras Mambo?

It's official! I fractured my right foot. I'll be spending the rest of my Mardi Gras days dancing in the streets with this sexy foot brace plus 6 other weeks. It's going to be AWESOME trying to run around film sets with this thing on.