“This book is dedicated to Thomas Coleman, a retired longshoreman, who died in his attic at 2214 St. Roch Avenue in New Orleans’ 8th Ward on or about August 29, 2005. He had a can of juice and a bedspread… — 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
