You can find New Orleans on a map bordered by the 17th Street Canal, Lake Ponchartrain, the mighty Mississippi River and the Gulf of Mexico.
You will also find New Orleans in the hearts of the Louisiana people and those around the world who have experienced it....Jazz, Mardi Gras, the French Quarter, Creole and Cajun cuisine.
But my New Orleans is more. It is bigger. The Big Easy goes beyond the borderlines of this great city. It is always a part of me wherever I go.
My New Orleans goes north up the Mississippi River to Natchez, strung together by mighty oak trees, Spanish Moss and a path of majestic plantation homes from an era gone by.
My New Orleans goes east where my family vacationed on the sandy beaches of Waveland, Gulfport & Biloxi.
My New Orleans goes south through the bayous and swamps, where as a young girl my father took me fishing, down the Mississippi Delta.
My New Orleans gets its spice from the west through Baton Rouge and to the heart of Acadiana.
My New Orleans is like a good gumbo with all of the necessary ingredients to make a recipe ric in culture. A gumbo that is stirred by people whose Southern hospitality welcomes each ingredient to melt into the other, to give it the flavor of something you will always take with you wherever you go. Our bloodline flows beyond the borders of this great city. Once you taste it...ya'll will know what it means to love New Orleans.
You will also find New Orleans in the hearts of the Louisiana people and those around the world who have experienced it....Jazz, Mardi Gras, the French Quarter, Creole and Cajun cuisine.
But my New Orleans is more. It is bigger. The Big Easy goes beyond the borderlines of this great city. It is always a part of me wherever I go.
My New Orleans goes north up the Mississippi River to Natchez, strung together by mighty oak trees, Spanish Moss and a path of majestic plantation homes from an era gone by.
My New Orleans goes east where my family vacationed on the sandy beaches of Waveland, Gulfport & Biloxi.
My New Orleans goes south through the bayous and swamps, where as a young girl my father took me fishing, down the Mississippi Delta.
My New Orleans gets its spice from the west through Baton Rouge and to the heart of Acadiana.
My New Orleans is like a good gumbo with all of the necessary ingredients to make a recipe ric in culture. A gumbo that is stirred by people whose Southern hospitality welcomes each ingredient to melt into the other, to give it the flavor of something you will always take with you wherever you go. Our bloodline flows beyond the borders of this great city. Once you taste it...ya'll will know what it means to love New Orleans.
an excerpt from Ann Dale, www.iknowwhatitmeans.com
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