A NOLA Snow Day
For the first time since 1895 While I am writing to you, snow dances lazily, outside my bedroom window. I see gusts of white-capped snow waves rolling off the top of our neighbor’s roof. I can’t tell the sky apart from the strip mall’s roof beside us. I feel as if I am in a…
Coffee: a Social Experience
What is the first thing (besides coffee) that comes to your mind when you think of a coffee shop? Is it a smell? A sound? Is it a certain person? Are you recalling a specific social experience? For me, I hear murmuring and hissing espresso machines and forks clattering, I smell freshly brewed espresso and…
Sincerely, Michelle Noël
Writing words, building bridges