Love Lives Here

When the winds of change blow, some people build walls and others build windmills.”
Chinese proverb

You Are Love —
Directed by Christopher Stoudt, starring Wayne Clark Jr., music by Chance Duran
Produced by DNO

The greatest challenge in life is discovering who you are…
the second greatest is being happy with what you find

Excerpt below is from a speech by Martin Luther King delivered at Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery, Alabama, on 17 November 1957

So this morning, as I look into your eyes, and into the eyes of all of my brothers in Alabama and all over America and over the world, I say to you, “I love you. I would rather die than hate you.” And I’m foolish enough to believe that through the power of this love somewhere, men of the most recalcitrant bent will be transformed. And then we will be in God’s kingdom. We will be able to matriculate into the university of eternal life because we had the power to love our enemies, to bless those persons that cursed us, to even decide to be good to those persons who hated us, and we even prayed for those persons who spitefully used us.


“We think about our ancestors and we think about how much we love them, but this is when the whole community comes at one time to celebrate the dead and to celebrate those ancestors that came before us.”

The most important thing on the marker is not the birth and death date but the dash in between.
Each marker represents a story. The dash in between.

Full story in the link below:



photos and info from Jeffrey Major on Facebook…

Yesterday, at about 5pm I spent about 3 1/2-4min compiling some of my pics, some friends pics and some off my FB feed, to give my friends in other places some perspective on what’s unfolding down here. I woke up to 10000 shares, 500 friend requests, 100 messages, 15 nonprofits wanting to use the album, and very sweet ladies from Indiana and Iowa calling me a hero and asking me how they can help.

loveisallyouneedJeffreyMajorIt’s crazy, and on top of disaster recovery, a little overwhelming. But I will take it. Every bit of it. In between clean up and work and fighting bad phone service to check on folks, I’m gonna try and respond to everyone.

It’s time to step up, and my people, Coon-asses we call ourselves, have stepped up. And stepped up big time, in their white boots, their aluminum bateaux skiffs, their big ass trucks, they are stepping up. Welders, fishermen, farmers, lawyers, oil field hands, insurance salesman, housewives, truck drivers, just regular guys and gals who are being real heros. I’ve never been more proud of my people. Please share if you’d like and if you can help, even in some small way, we really appreciate it. Thank you


Second Harvest is distributing water, food, and emergency supplies


Please donate now to help your fellow man




The Louisiana SPCA team is at the flood sites. If you want to help our neighbors NOW, drop off unopened pet food and basic pet supplies at these awesome locations:

Demo Diva, Camp Bow Wow Mid-City New Orleans, La, or Canine Connection.

Several local and national organizations have put a call out to request donations and volunteers in the wake of Louisiana’s historic flooding.











Everybody Loves Terranova’s

Photos by Charlie London

90years-ad1Roni Eilene Cooper wrote this on Facebook after photos of the celebration to honor the Terranova’s were posted there.

Please tell these wonderful people that they are responsible for saving my life right after Katrina when I moved into the best neighborhood I’ve ever known…Faubourg St. John.

It was a neighborhood that truly and wholly embodied exactly what the operational definition of that word should be.terranova90bottle But, it was Terranova’s a place that welcomed this displaced stranger who often could barely make it through the front doors and the equally amazing DeBlanc’s Pharmacy that allowed me to make it through the most devastating years of my life. I cannot thank you all enough. terranovas-award_CharlieLondon-web

I was forced to leave my beloved neighborhood in 2011 and not a day goes by that I don’t conjure up memories of the many acts of extreme kindness I was on the receiving end of when I lived there. Bless you all.

Bless you Terranova’s and everyone working there AND shopping there from March 2006 to October 2011. You wouldn’t remember me, leaning on a cane with IV tubes hanging out of my arm…but I remember all of you and I’ll never forget you. Terranova90cake

Click on any photo below for a larger view.



Terranova Brothers Superette | 3308 Esplanade Avenue
In the video above, Tom Fitzmorris interviews Karen and Bennie Terranova.
Article by Ian McNulty

Terranova’s Supermarket isn’t well known as a place to pick up a sandwich, and that’s fine with Benjamin “Benny” Terranova and his wife Karen, who run the Faubourg St. John grocery and meat market along with their son Anthony and his wife Jennifer. After all, the shop sells only muffulettas and only has them at all on Saturdays, when Benny comes in at 4 a.m. to slice the meats and ladle the olive salad. He makes 10, which he cuts in half, wraps in plastic and stacks by the cash register in front and along the butcher counter in back. It means an early start to a long day at the grocery for what amounts to the possibility of only 20 sandwich sales. But there’s more going on here than simple math.

“This was my late father-in-law’s idea. Eighty years old and he always wanted to do new things,” says Karen, referring to Anthony Terranova Sr., who died last year. “Now we have to keep doing it or else I’m afraid he’ll come back and haunt us.”

Terranova’s Supermarket has been in business on Esplanade Avenue since 1925. Anthony Sr.’s father opened it in the building next door, which now houses the Spanish restaurant Lola’s, and he moved it during the Great Depression to its current location. Benny grew up in the apartment upstairs from the store, and his mother Lorraine still resides there.

To compete with much larger grocery stores, including the various markets that have occupied the spot just across Esplanade Avenue for many years, Terranova’s cannot afford old-fashioned practices. But there is a family devotion that is essential to the place. It explains why a token supply of muffulettas materializes on the butcher counter, altar-like, each Saturday. And it helps explain why this is the neighborhood market for many people who live nowhere near the neighborhood.

The family food traditions of Terranova’s have become the traditions of its customers, and that’s never more evident than during the run-up to the holidays when so much attention turns to the kitchen. For many, Terranova means roasts crammed with artichoke dressing, stuffed pork chops, T-bone steaks and calves’ livers arrayed with reverential order and care on sheets of green butcher paper. But most of all, for those in the know, the word Terranova is so synonymous with great sausage that it might as well be the English translation of the Sicilian family’s name.

Long before he convinced Benny to take on the early-morning muffuletta shift, Anthony Sr. passed down a hands-on inheritance of sausage-making. His sausages include Italian, redolent with fennel; hot, seething with garlic; and green onion, sweet and herbaceous.

“I got broken in to this place by the sausage, now I’m hooked,” says Darryl Geraci, a regular customer who was visiting one recent morning.

On this particular day, Geraci clears out the shop’s entire sausage selection in one fell swoop, and that still is not enough. He’ll be back for more in the afternoon, he says, after Benny and Anthony have a chance to restock.

Terranova’s maintains a small inventory of everything. Karen attributes that to the financial imperative to run out rather than throw out. It also means perishables are especially fresh, and this applies to sausage as well as satsumas and parsley.

So no sooner has Geraci toted all the sausage out the door than Benny and Anthony start another batch. The sausage begins as slabs of raw pork, which they bone, cut and grind in-house. Benny is in charge of the seasoning, and the composition is a secret he keeps not only from curious customers but also from his son. Anthony, 25, has worked in the store since he was a kid, but he is still kept in the dark about the essential recipes of the family business.

“You got to be ready for that,” Benny explains. “You can’t just throw things in there, modify them, because this is our calling card, people know us for this.
“You’ve got to earn it,” Benny says quietly, before switching the conversation, with no discernable segue, to his ongoing complaint that Anthony has no children yet. “He’d rather get another dog,” the father says, eyes rolling.

Benny operates a machine that uses water pressure to push the filling into casings. Anthony twirls the coiled length to create links, which he packs into trays for the display case, where another regular turns up just in time to find a freshly stocked butcher counter.

At the front register, Karen points out customers who first came to the store in school uniforms years back and now bring in their own children. She grew up just a few blocks away and remembers shopping here as a child, long before she met her future husband and joined the family.

“We’re making a living, but it’s more than that,” Karen says. ‘You see people come in looking upset, worried. And when they leave, they’re smiling just because I guess people were nice to them, treated them like people. It’s like you’re putting something else in their bag besides the groceries.”

Terranova Brothers Superette | 3308 Esplanade Avenue | New Orleans
Phone: 504-482-4131

Love Letters Online

Barrett-Browning love letters now online
Published: February 14, 2012 9:20 PM
By DENISE LAVOIE. The Associated Press

WELLESLEY, Mass. — “I love your verses with all my heart, dear Miss Barrett . . .”

So begins the first love letter to 19th-century poet Elizabeth Barrett from her future husband, Robert Browning.

Their 573 love letters, which capture their blossoming love and their forbidden marriage, have long fascinated scholars and poetry fans. Though transcriptions of their correspondence have been published, the handwritten letters could be seen only at Wellesley College, where the collection has been kept since 1930.

Starting Valentine’s Day, their famous love letters became available online. Readers can see them just as they were written — with creased paper, fading ink, quill pen cross-outs, and even the envelopes.

The digitization is a collaboration between Wellesley and Baylor University in Waco, Texas, which houses the world’s largest collection of books, letters and other items related to the Brownings.

Wellesley administrators hope the project will expose romantics, poetry fans and others to their love story.

Barrett, one of the best-known Victorian era poets, had a chronic illness and was in her late 30s when Browning first wrote in 1845 to tell her he admired her work. They met for the first time in their fifth month of correspondence.

After more than a year of almost daily letters, they wed in secret in September 1846, defying her father’s prohibition against her ever marrying. They fled from London to Italy, where doctors had said her health might improve. Her father disinherited her and never spoke to her again.

“It’s the fact that she defied her father, she was in ill health, they fell in love through letters, she left with hardly anything,” said Wellesley’s curator of special collections, Ruth Rogers. “If you want a perfect romance, just read the letters.”

The website set up for readers to see the correspondence includes both the handwritten letters and transcriptions, as well as a zoom function for readers to try to decipher faded or illegible words.

Readers can see for themselves how they fall in love, while corresponding about other writers, philosophy and their own work.

Barrett first wrote the lines of what would become her most famous poem after she met Browning, “How Do I Love Thee? Let me count the ways.”

TODAY: Love on the Bayou

Donate Clothes and Get Your Picture Taken

Spread the Love in New Orleans from Tex on Vimeo.

Local artists Tex Jernigan and Dominique Karwoski are making a beautiful art installation this Sunday for Valentines Day on Bayou St. John. The heart will be made of donated clothes, that will then be donated to those who need them.

There’s more information on the project on Tex’s site:
Day: Sunday, February 12th, 2012 from 12:30PM ’til Dusk.

Location: Just south of Orleans Ave on Jefferson Trail, next to Bayou St. John in Mid-City New Orleans. Everyone will be on the lawn next to the water, across the street from the Post Office.