Gumbo
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Beginnings. The decision to attend university in New Orleans was neither hard nor time consuming. Two steps into New Orleans International Airport (renamed Louis Armstrong International Airport in 2001), during a trip my senior year of high school to visit Tulane University, and I was hooked. Black and white large-scale photographs covered the walls leading from the gate to baggage claim, depicting the history of jazz in New Orleans. Further ahead, color advertisements for cabaret clubs in the French Quarter attempted to out-flash and out-flesh each other for my attention. I knew that I had found a home for the better part of the next four years. Read more…
