we dance even if there's no radio. we drink at funerals. we talk too much & laugh too loud & live too large, and, frankly, we're suspicious of others who don't. — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
Dear America, I suppose we should introduce ourselves: We're South Louisiana...You probably already know that we talk funny and listen to strange music and eat things you'd probably hire an exterminator to get out of your yard. We dance even… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
To be engaged in some small way in the revival of one of the great cities of the world is to live a meaningful… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
we dance even if there's no radio. we drink at funerals. we talk too much & laugh too loud & live too large, and,… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
“This book is dedicated to Thomas Coleman, a retired longshoreman, who died in his attic at 2214 St. Roch Avenue in New Orleans’ 8th… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
Do what you do. This Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, New Year's Eve, Twelfth Night, Valentine's Day, Mardi Gras, St. Paddy's Day, and every day henceforth.… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
When I am introduced as someone from New Orleans, people sometimes say: "I'm so sorry." New Orleans. I'm so sorry. That's not the way… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
“To encapsulate the notion of Mardi Gras as nothing more than a big drunk is to take the simple and stupid way out, and… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
“He's got that New Orleans thing crawling all over him, that good stuff, that We Are the Champions, to hell with the rest and… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
Everybody here has a story. New Orleans was always a place where people talked too much even if they had nothing to say. Now… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
Mardi Gras is the love of life. It is the harmonic convergence of our food, our music, our creativity, our eccentricity, our neighborhoods, and… — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
The longer you live in New Orleans, the more unfit you become to live anywhere else. — Chris Rose Copy Share Image
