I got tamaetas, ripe red tamaetas… February 28, 2007
Posted by Mark Folse in 504, Mid-City, New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.Tags: 504, Mr. Okra, New Orleans, NOLA
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I fell into a brief time/space disturbance this afternoon while working at home when a vegetable vendor came by. No, he wasn’t pushing a cart up the street. He was idling a pickup truck with a bull-horn atop the cab roof. But he had the sing-song delivery of his wares down pat. I was on a telephone meeting and couldn’t stop him, and felt like I had missed a chance to reach out and touch the past.
or at these independent New Orleans bookstores:
He’ll be back. Katrina couldn’t stop him — only a brief interruption.
There was a reference to this kind of historical vegetable chant in the American Experience documentary. We just about fell out of our chairs.