... c&p from Bev's lj - too darn lazy to write something new.
i'm currently living in New Orleans, Louisiana, but as a military brat i was 1) born in Germany and 2) brought up in the St Louis area.
things about NOLA: mardi gras, jazz festivals, french quarter, katrina. i don't know a whole lot about the local dishes - i'm not a cook and not into cajun cuisine, which is the local ethnic food here.
one thing i'm proud of/ love: my military bratness and heritage. it's so cool that in some ways, my 'family' is 3million people strong, plus all their dependents. we're bound together by similar experiences, stresses, and foods. like SOS (known as shit on a shingle): chipped beef in gravy, over toast. total comfort food. mom used to make it with cream of mushroom soup, and alas, i can't have that anymore as i'm lactose intolerant.
one oddball fact about the american military: we all seem to have an understanding of a kind of pidgin german. at least, this holds true for everyone in the military that *i've* ever met. i was thinking about this the other day, when i realized i could tell anyone who'd been in the military Das ist streng verboten! , and they'd know exactly what i meant, and exactly what kind of emphasis i meant. good times.
getting lazy in my old age...
i'm currently living in New Orleans, Louisiana, but as a military brat i was 1) born in Germany and 2) brought up in the St Louis area.
things about NOLA: mardi gras, jazz festivals, french quarter, katrina. i don't know a whole lot about the local dishes - i'm not a cook and not into cajun cuisine, which is the local ethnic food here.
one thing i'm proud of/ love: my military bratness and heritage. it's so cool that in some ways, my 'family' is 3million people strong, plus all their dependents. we're bound together by similar experiences, stresses, and foods. like SOS (known as shit on a shingle): chipped beef in gravy, over toast. total comfort food. mom used to make it with cream of mushroom soup, and alas, i can't have that anymore as i'm lactose intolerant.
one oddball fact about the american military: we all seem to have an understanding of a kind of pidgin german. at least, this holds true for everyone in the military that *i've* ever met. i was thinking about this the other day, when i realized i could tell anyone who'd been in the military Das ist streng verboten! , and they'd know exactly what i meant, and exactly what kind of emphasis i meant. good times.
-bs