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(In the key of Paul Revere) James is coming! James is coming!

(Original blog post written by Whitney Lee for Andrew Lee Design in October 2017) As much as it pains me to say it, Auburn alumni have this freakish loyalty to each other. It's like they're cajuns or something. I am caught up in this fraternity of Auburn grads, but I suppose my lot could be worse. I do not hate the fruits and friendships that have transpired because of my second-hand affiliation.  A few weeks ago, Andrew sent a text along the lines of: "James is in Auburn. Might be stopping by." That would be James Theodore Farmer, III. So after reading the text, I did what any respectable lady would do: yell at my kids and threaten them with...

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Jambalaya Recipe

I have the jambalaya recipe that serves 35 people and is prepared in a big cast iron pot over a flame. Your literal blood, sweat and beers go into making it.  This is not that recipe. Easy Jambalaya:  1 lb. sausage 2 lb. shrimp or 1 lb. raw chicken 2 c. rice, raw 1/4 c. bell pepper, chopped 1/4 c. green onions 1 Tblsp parsley flakes (2) 10 3/4 oz cans beef broth (2) 10 3/4 oz cans french onion soup 1 tsp. Tony's  1 stick butter Garlic powder  Pour rice in the bottom of a 9x13 casserole dish. Top with soup, broth, butter, dry and raw seasonings. Stir. Top with meat and garlic powder to taste. Cover and bake...

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The Argentina Bird Tale

Published in Shot Gun Life Magazine, 2019 We closed our bar tab, unplugged phone chargers, and grabbed our sporting hats when our flight was called to board. Menial, yet over-priced, airport champagne was the night-cap I craved for the 8pm flight out of Dallas.  As we boarded the plane, we looked for our assigned seats with such elation that it was borderline over-eager. Settling in my seat, I reached for my notebook, Andrew opened his iPad, and we were ready for the adventure.  I sat next to a professional polo player. He didn’t speak English, and I didn’t speak Spanish. He overheard me asking Siri, “How do you say, ‘It’s nice to see you again’ in Spanish?”  He didn’t love...

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Happy birthday to a sister

It's my sister, Ashley Beth's, birthday today!  As with any double named southerner, her name isn't Ashley; it's Ashley Beth. But as family often does, we have shortened names and given nicknames. If you don't have some sort of nickname in south Louisiana, you may not be loved.  So we called Ashley Beth "ABs", "A.B.", "The Beth-mister", and most often just "Beth."  My affectionate names were "T-Whit", "Whiterino", "The Whit-mister", and most often just "Whit." As sisters do, we fought. Mostly Beth and me. Adrienne was too consumed with more civilized things like high school parties, learning The Freeze, and getting the bass setting right on her karaoke machine.  Ashley Beth and I were fighting in the living room when...

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Best Summer Recipes: Broiled Shrimp

Men in south Louisiana are often great cooks. My dad isn't one of them, but fortunately, mom's friends husband's are. This is a recipe from Mr. Jess Waguespack.  I've made this as long as I've been married. Gulf shrimp feels like a treat to most; the peel and eat way feels casual. For a more elegant approach, I peel these after they are broiled and serve over angel hair pasta.  Broiled Shrimp 6 dozen large shrimp 2 sticks butter, melted 2 cloves garlic 3 limes pulp of one lime 1/3 cup vermouth 1 tablespoon salt 1 teaspoon pepper 8 dashes Tabasco pepper sauce 1/2 cup olive oil Arrange shrimp in one layer in a shallow pan. Mix all sauce ingredients...

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