Few people realize that, as a result of Katrina, over 4,400 doctors and 1,200 medical residents were displaced from the New Orleans area. As a result, I was terrified when my tooth started feeling funny. Luckily, my friend, Lauren, is a dental hygienist so I made an appointment, popped my GPS onto my windshield and took off on another adventure, this time – over the Mississippi River in Gretna.
I’ll admit it – I was afraid that I may be stepping backward in medical time, that the dentist might be barbaric or ignorant. My last dentist was the Speilberg family dentist, the best money could buy. Happily, I’m an ass, the new dentist was great and, best of all, no cavities!
Last night, I blew a fuse using my space heater and my blow dryer at the same time. When I located and opened the fuse box, it was an unrecognizably ancient mode of regulating electricity. Today, while on the other side of the river, I decided to find fuses and explore yet another grocery store. Living without Trader Joe’s has proven to be a challenge. I can find almond butter and organic pizza at Whole Foods but it costs more than twice as much. Smaller local markets feature mostly Kool-aid type beverages, bread with no visible grain and meats I don’t know how to cook.
This time, I tried Casey Jones Supermarket. The name sounded like a Pam Grier character from the 70’s but I got 6 bags of groceries, a 12-pack of soda and another 12-pack of beer for under $68. Wish they had one on our side of the toll bridge.
Mondays are traditionally red beans and rice days here. Women would take the ham bone from their Sunday dinner and throw it in a pot of beans that could cook all day while they got the Monday laundry done. I’ve been trying out some recipes I can do without making a Sunday ham dinner for my non-existent husband and children. So far, the best one is onion and a Morning Star sausage patty browned in a skillet with a can of Blue Runner Creole Style Pinto Beans then poured over rice. Even local Lauren said it was good.