I’m finally getting to the pictures I snapped two weekends ago when we took a small family trip to New Orleans. My brother-in-law was visiting from England, so it was a first for him as well as for my parents-in-law! Last Mardi Gras season I was on the verge of utter despair at seeing everyone’s…
Category: New Orleans
I’m not crazy for not liking football after all
Football season fast approaches, and while the majority (I assume) of Americans are feeling the electric hum of anticipation, getting their favorite jerseys out, planning Sunday football viewing parties, gearing up for tailgating, and stocking up on plenty of beer and snacks in preparation for the next few months of football obsession, I feel the…
Jazz Fest: This is My Heaven
Oh, New Orleans! This is our first visit back since moving away last June. I have loved vicariously through friends’ photos, group texts, and stories about their experiences at the many festivals since then. Mardi Grad was especially hard to miss since it had been a cornerstone of my memories for the past three years….
Touch and Trust
For a physician, the sense of touch is closely entwined with the treatment of a patient. We learn the physical exam maneuvers that help us demystify the internal workings of the human body, at least enough to glean more precise information about the person’s ailment. We press on the sinuses to gauge whether a sinus…
Happy Chocolate City
My last post about my favorite NOLA ice cream shop mentioned some delicious flavors. This post is dedicated to some beautiful art currently displayed there. The past few times I have visited The Creole Creamery, I noticed a strikingly beautiful painting of the city’s map. Known as the Crescent City for its obvious croissant-like shape,…
My Crescent City Connection
Kindargarten, 8th grade, high school, college, medical school. Today is graduation day #6 for me and probably #7 or higher for many of my colleagues who have also completed masters programs, PhDs, and perhaps even another career altogether before embarking on a life in medicine. It is unreal to think that three years have passed…
The Dangers of Uninformed Autonomy
“There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.” [ Anonymous] Today, a patient I have been helping to take care of died. I and the medical team knew that she would die soon, but for the past 18 days, we have been sticking little bandaids on various components of her…
Thug Kitchen Puts the Rough in Ruffage
I often find it challenging to eat a well-balanced, healthy meal on a consistent basis. The excuses of long residency hours and an erratic work schedule contribute to this the most, for when I am on lighter rotations, packing lunch most days of the week and planning meals ahead of time seems easy, enjoyable, and…
Lessons from (other people’s) faith
“God has no religion.” Mahatma Gandhi Approximately one week into my elective in Palliative Care, I am learning to bite my tongue when it comes to discussions on religion and faith. My own religious persuasion has evolved and devolved over time, and I cannot pinpoint any specific game-changing factors in the process. What I do…
She Rises
At the intersection of Orleans Avenue and Jefferson Davis, stopping at a red light sparks contemplation.
Congo Square Rhythms Festival
About one month ago, I wrote about Red Baraat after happening past a place on Frenchmen Street that was featuring the band that night. I lamented at letting the chance slip by to see them, but luckily they made it back to New Orleans for the 6th annual Congo Square Rhythms Festival in Louis Armstrong Park….
Orange Walls
Deep orange walls infused with the muses streaming through his trumpet Fingers pulsing what the soul is feeling Eyes closed for one sweet moment hips swaying slowly in the heavy, fragrant air Collective strangers bound by notes and lyrics heads nodding agreement Yea, that’s the feeling A couple dances her loose curls falling on his…
pen . paper . storm 