Those in the Gulf South are realistic about hurricanes.Three days after Laura hit, cleanup is well underway. South Lake Charles.Groves of trees all over town are crushed.West Prien Lake Road.Tobacco Plus gas station, near the casinos.Vape shop, Ryan Street.Utility vehicles staged in supermarket lot near McNeese State University.Emmanuel Baptist Church, Common Street.Guardsman outside Calcasieu Parish Public Defender’s Office, downtown Lake Charles.Plinth that used to hold the Confederate statue on the courthouse lawn.Capital One Tower missing windows, downtown Lake Charles on the lakefront.Former Calcasieu National Bank building, downtown Lake Charles.
Like many old cookbooks, Jessie Conrad’s contains recipes we all still know and enjoy, such as an apple tart from scratch, as well as those you might not have enjoyed in a generation or two, such as calf’s kidney on toast; bacon pudding; pigeons with carrots; and “Boiled Mutton for an Invalid.”
Finding a museum dedicated entirely to Churchill, in Fulton, Missouri, two hours west of St. Louis, seems as odd as it would be to find a Charles de Gaulle museum in Brooklyn (the one in lower Alabama), just north of Rome (in Alabama’s Conecuh National Forest).
Like many old cookbooks, Jessie Conrad’s contains recipes we all still know and enjoy, such as an apple tart from scratch, as well as those you might not have enjoyed in a generation or two, such as calf’s kidney on toast; bacon pudding; pigeons with carrots; and “Boiled Mutton for an Invalid.”
At first, I thought Moltbook was a hoax. An AI social-media platform operated entirely by bots? Then the coverage started to build, and I decided that surely all these tech-oriented humans could not be so easily fooled. A friend, brilliant at IT, took Moltbook lightly at first, then emailed in…
The ginger nut (and by association other cookies of its type, such as those made with black peppercorns) has an aggressive presence but offers scant sustenance. It is meant to aid digestion of other things, to have a warming effect in winter, to relieve boredom, and perhaps to remind us we are alive in the sometimes dry, husky business of life.
Scrolling through social media, I am reminded that today marks the fifth anniversary of the #EndSARS protests in Nigeria. And suddenly, I realize that the heaviness I felt upon waking is not only fatigue. It is anxiety, not the kind that anticipates the future, but the kind induced by the knowledge of a past that refuses to stay past.