Chris Schottland

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Chris Schottland




Asia » Japan » Shizuoka » Mt Fuji March 8th 2012

Okay, this is just to get the map up. Stories and photos will have to follow later. Here's the deal: once at Sendai station, only local trains are allowed. No Shinkansen. Have to take the next train headed in a direction other than North. No backtraking, so in the event of a wrong train (Aizu-wakamatsu, for example), I have to work my way back around. Here are the stops, not ALL the stops, obviously, just the ones where I got off and looked around. Sendai Fukushima Koriyama Aizu-wakamatsu (oops) Kitakata Niigata Niitsu Nagaoka Noetsu Nagano Ueda Komoro Kobuchizawa Kofu... read more

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans November 21st 2009

I look at my hands and my hands are new I look at my feet and they are, too... ...don't worry 'bout me. Slightly Broken Ella Mae Hogue, from under her umbrella, sings quietly to herself while she waits for a breeze to relieve the suffocating August heat. From her front porch on Seventh Street, she looks out on the cemetery across the street, the massive spreading canopies of live oaks along Washington Avenue, and the tops of the office towers of the Central Business District perhaps half a mile away. The trees have always been there, as far as she's concerned, but the office towers are new to her. Ella Mae is 84 years old, we think, which would mean she was born around 1925. In her lifetime, New Orleans has been knocked flat by ... read more
Old News
The Neighborhood
The Neighborhood 2

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans November 11th 2009

"Um...I think you're going to be working...with Big John...on the church today?" says the guy with the long ponytail, the cartoon Minnesota accent, and a hat with two tiny LED lights built into the brim. The LED's keep drawing my eyes making it hard to look him in the face. He was winging by and stopped mid-stride to tell me this, and once he came to a halt a dozen people formed a siege ring around him. "Daryl, what am I working on today?" "Daryl, where are the keys to the blue van?" "Daryl, have you talked to Miss Elaine today about the paint?" "Daryl, can I get the keys to the tool shed?" "Daryl, what about the paint?" "Daryl, what am I supposed to do at John Harrison's if Big John has all the ... read more
First Street United Methodist
The Church Before
The Education Wing Before

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans August 31st 2009

My good friend Marcos tells me that the subject of MRE's is not as interesting as I seem to think and he advises me to stick with the "here's what I did today" stuff. I suspect he felt inclined to add that he could have done without the “Noxious Weed Mouseketeer Roll Call” as well, but was too polite to mention it. Other feedback, or notable lack thereof, suggests that he is correct on all counts, so I’ll confine my remarks on military food to merely mentioning that it is perfectly edible. The beef ravioli might not make the cut at Delmonico, but it would not embarrass Chef Boyardee either. The chicken with salsa (menu #7) was a trifle bland, I will grant you, but this may be why they thought to include a tiny bottle ... read more
Doesn't look that high.
The View
More of the view

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans August 23rd 2009

Origin of a dumb idea The last time I was here I dropped about ten pounds despite the fact that I spent most of my time in the kitchen. You meet a lot of professional chefs around here and I can't say they're a thin lot. I was considering this while reading the nutritional information on an MRE envelope and wondering if combining a volunteer service program with a weight loss regimen might interest anyone. I've heard stupider ideas: look up DigiScents "iSmell" product some time if you want to know where the bar for genuinely dumb is set. MRE stands for "Meal, ready to eat." It's a self contained, shelf-stable, multi-component meal in a package that has a shelf-life of 3 years as long as it's stored below 80 degrees F. They have a water-activated ... read more
Look what I found
Native fauna
Mission accomplished

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans August 2nd 2009

Bring out your pitcher! Bring out your can! Get your nice fresh oysters from the Oyster Man! Chapter Two of Gumbo Ya-ya catalogues the calls of the street criers heard in early twentieth century New Orleans. This chapter is a little tedious, to be honest, and since the street criers are all but gone now anyway, you might be inclined to skip over it. Between the unstoppable force that is Walmart and the monument to conspicuous consumption that is Whole Foods, the independent street merchant, rapacious fellow though he was, has been done in at last. He didn’t have a supply chain management department, he just had four oranges for a dollar. Now he’s a mercantile Diplodocus and evolution demands his extinction. He’s expected to settle quietly to the bottom of an inland sea with the ... read more
Patience Pays
The T-Rex on the Hunt
Pack Hunters?

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans August 1st 2009

Today I am proud to say I have officially earned a personalized rejection letter from Lonely Planet. I’ve been sending applications and writing samples to small-time independent blogs, etc but I thought I’d aim one at the top just for the fun of it. I figured I could give the poor subeditor with the dreary job of wading through the slush pile of unsolicited manuscripts a little laugh if nothing else, so I sent my application in the form of a rejection letter. Excerpt: Dear Sir or Madam: In the unlikely event that your publication’s slush pile should be in need of further augmentation, I am submitting the below referenced material for you to justifiably ignore. For your convenience, I include here a useful and reusable preemptive rejection letter that you might simply cut and paste ... read more

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans February 27th 2009

A Salute to Independant Krewes, the Real Carnival Back when I wrote about the Krewe de Vieux parade, I think I said something about the small krewes capturing the original Mardi Gras carnival spirit. Obviously that’s a bunch of grandiose nonsense because how the hell would I know about the original Mardi Gras spirit anyhow? But I hope it’s true. I love the scaled down and ad-hoc approach of the independent ones that pop up one year and may be gone the next. This entry is my salute to some of those folks without whom Mardi Gras might become a serious affair.... read more
King and Queen of Box of Wine
Court of Box of Wine
Krewe of ?!?

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans February 26th 2009

Mambo on St. Charles Avenue The parade atmosphere on St. Charles is a little different than it is on Canal or in The Quarter. A parade down Bourbon Street is the crushing mass of drunken fools you’ve heard about and expect. On Canal, it’s an organized riot with barricades and crowd control ready to pounce on anybody that crosses the line. On St. Charles, uptown of Lee Circle, it’s a giant tailgate four miles long. If you’re going to bring kids to Mardi Gras or are looking for a more relaxed and sociable experience, find a spot on St. Charles somewhere between Napoleon and MLK. Whole extended families camp out on the median and lecture each other on the proper preparation and cooking of ribs while the children play street ball and listen for the approach ... read more
Yo Mistah!
Where's Tony?
Different grill same approach

North America » United States » Louisiana » New Orleans February 20th 2009

Got my laptop fixed and couldn't wait to use it I know this one’s been a little overdue, but now that I have my laptop back, I can start catching up on a few things. First I have to pause to tell everyone how impressed I was by HP’s service. Since the unit was in warranty, they shipped a box to my front door complete with packing materials, a pre-paid shipping label, and even a little roll of packing tape. I packed and shipped it, they fixed it and shipped it back in Less than ten days and at no cost to me. To recap a bit: when last you heard from me, I was living and working with a volunteer organization called United Saints rebuilding the First Street area of central city, which is lakeside ... read more
United Saints at work
Mr. Mason with the work crew
A man who knows how to say thank you




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