My Peony

My Peony Rugged and beautiful at the same time.Teases me withhis fleeting visits;leaves me pining for the next.Bashful, secret soulcurled in a ballthat bursts into brilliancewhen he thinks I’m not looking.And loving. C’est tout! M © All Rights Reserved Make sure to get notified for each new item I post. There’s lots and lots more to come. Please FOLLOW me! (form is…

Cakeover! Glorious Pink Grapefruit Cake

You may have heard by now that I’m in the midst of promoting my book, so I’ve been a bit negligent of my food-making blog entries. Well, today I’m rectifying that (if only temporarily) with the newest recipe: My Glorious Pink Grapefruit Cake! The inspiration for this cake comes from those lemon and lime cakes…

Y’all ready for another reading from Uncle Moe?

Y’all come quick, my little sweet potato nom-noms! Here’s the second reading from my book, “Stone Motel – Memoirs of a Cajun Boy.” Here’s where you can get the book: Independent Bookstores Barnes & Noble University Press of Mississippi Amazon  C’est tout! M © All Rights Reserved

Simple & Satisfying: Sautéed Cabbage With Sausage

Having grown up with lots of people always around, all the time (my parents had nine children) – in a food-crazy state like Louisiana, it seems there also always was a correlating abundance of sustenance at our house. Ten-gallon stock-pots filled with gumbo were the norm. We had a 16-cup rice-cooker going nonstop, it seemed,…

Warm Leatherette

Mr. Dupre, who taught industrial arts at the junior high school, was carrying a stack of Tandy Leathercraft kits to his office. I wasn’t a student of his – I had already taken industrial arts at Central Elementary (aka: Charles Drew High School before desegregation came to Eunice). But the striking yellow and black boxes…

Canasta’s Trip to the Bayou

This week I’m running this post about the game of Canasta once more (originally posted in May 2019). It’s a bit wonky to read but if you take it slow, you should be able to set up a rousing game for yourself and at least three others. Christmas break is the perfect time to unplug…

The Other Christmas Day Cake

For years I have been imagining a cake that would be just the thing for Christmas Day. Well, you, my devoted Cakeover legion, are in luck! This weekend I broke down and finally started tinkering with a recipe – and the outcome, I am happy to report, is pretty much right on. This cake tastes…

Thank You, Moby, Siblings, & Early Readers!

As you may have read or heard by now (if you haven’t – where the hell have you been?!), I’ve done a memoir – which will be released by the University Press of Mississippi in April 2020. As I was wrapping up the manuscript for the book, I put together an acknowledgements page, where I…

Where to pre-order “Stone Motel”???

Since it became available for pre-order, several people have purchased my upcoming book, “Stone Motel – Memoirs of a Cajun Boy” (expected delivery April 2020 from the University Press of Mississippi). To be quite uncharacteristically sincere about it, I am humbled and grateful, and more than a bit fixed in a state of suspended belief….

Check out the Catalog Page for my Upcoming Book!

It’s getting realer and realer by the day! Check out the catalog page from the University Press of Mississippi for my new book, Stone Motel – Memoirs of a Cajun Boy. You can preorder now!

I’m a Coonass in Gotham, me.

When I moved to New York City from New Orleans in 1992 one of the first things I realized was that there are quite a few fellow Louisianans walking these streets, riding these subways, and having a blast, as I was. Turns out there were many first things I would need to realize – such…

Poetry at the Filling Station

In my senior year at LSU, I wrote this poem while sitting in my bullet-proof cashier’s booth at the ECOL filling station on College Drive in Baton Rouge. We sold only fuel, engine oil, cigarettes, and lighters. I had the brutal 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. shift. When my roommate Colleen discovered the poem in…

Cakeover: Beautiful Black & White Cake

C.A.K.E. It’s my favorite four-letter word. No matter the time of day, or the setting, or the circumstances, I never turn down cake. Even the lowliest, skankiest-looking 24-hour-convenience-store shelf cake (think Entenmann’s but without the ‘finesse’) has me squirming with glee. That said, I definitely gravitate towards the more substantive, authentic homemade cakes – those…