So, our dear friend, Sara Roahen, has written a book, Gumbo Tales, and gotten it published,* and now it's for sale.
And I can personally testify that it's A-1 good. (Plus, we show up in it a few times. That's always fun.) It's—what is it?—a culinary reminiscence? It inhabits that special intersection between food and the rest of life. And it's superbly written. Read all sorts of fine things about it here, read a good interview with Sara on the Wall Street Journal website here,** then buy it here.
In addition to being really good reading, it will almost certainly convince you that you need to move to New Orleans. You'll pack up all your earthly possessions and hop on a plane and swoop across the bright vivid sky and down across the lake as the low afternoon sun lights the sinuous arcs of the Mississippi on fire like molten silver, and you'll step out into the blessed February heat and kneel and kiss the pavement and live gloriously ever after in the joyous down-and-dirty tussle of our happy hometown.
How many books can do that?
* Two books in six months—dang, our friends are fancy!
** If you scroll down that WSJ interview, you'll see a photograph of a Sazerac, made by yours truly, sitting on our counter in our very own kitchen. Boo-yeah!