mmphmhphmphp *mouf fullof benyayz*

(translated: JAZZ PAWS!!!)

MOAR benyays, pls?

(hee hee, had a fren from philly hoo caem to bisit me in N’Olyuns , & he thotted it be pronounced bayzh-nutz. datz wut happns wen you goze to an ibee leeg skoool)

Mary, you muss be frum New Orleans or spent lots of time here - you sed “N’olyuns” wich is teh cloastest to the old timey local prunown…..pernunc…..way to say it. Almos enny way is better tahn “New Orleens”, or “N’awlins”, or as Anderson Coopy sez, “Norlins”. We say “New Orlee uns”, or “New Orlins”. An now you gots me cravin sum beignets to go wif my afternoon coffees. Merci!

Yoo wunt sum chikkory cawffee to go wif dat benyay?

Mmm, letz sit an watch de boatz on de Mississippinomnomnomippi Ribber.

Tonite mebbe we goez dantzin in de Quarter . . . I putz mah dantzin shooz awn.

hay, cratz! N’olyuns is mah favrite pronomsyashun. I heerd dat moztly roun teh nint wad and out by Arabee, Shalmette. Seemz i heerd it moar lak N’Awlins moar roun bout Metree adn out Purl Ribber way. But NEBBER new orLEEEnz unless it be ina sawng fur rymin or bye a noob.

You got it rite, Mary! “nint wad”- made me choke on my coffie!
An, gremlin, I just maded myself a cuppa chickory cofffe, but sadly, no benyayz! I do have a goggie fren on my street named Beignet. I calls her Donut.

i’d like a cafe au lait, see vou play. can i buy y’all a round, too?

Youz guys is making me has hungrees for benyay an king caek, an ai doant even knows wat those IS. Dats wut troo enfus… anthusi … beeen x-ited will do.

@ Mary (9:07 AM)
bayzh-nutz!!! Priceless!

linky to Cafe du Monde (wif pix of benyayz)

http://www.cafedumonde.com/

An noaw my desk is juss a pool ov drool!

Teh caffee say teh daont do internet holessale orders.
Dayim!

ooooooooooo duz you merember the kommershul
“Aint nufin moar New Orlunz dan DIXIE beeer” ?

adn “Barqs, is it root beer?”

oh, now i be wanting a mufffuledda frum teh Centrul Grosserees…

wif KING CAEK fur dessert!!!

(sowy- i bak frum strowl down meme re lane, nao)

An sum boodain…

Dun furgit teh crawfish. I r frum SE Techsus, but we lubs our Luzyanna neybors, an der fud.

Oh MO’S….yur maekin me hoemsik!! An ai wuz jus in N’Awlins at Krismus and had a mufffaledda at da Napoleon House in da kwarter, baut olliv sald at Centrul Grosserees, an had sum benyays at Cafay Doomond…was wunerful!!! Now yu maekin me want to order a king caek!

hay, crazee- i finks dey makes sum sortob mix you can ordur. hey, mebbee we cans has a teeny tiny faek one wif a doughnut, colored shuga, and poke innit a liddle plastical babee. or the barbbee fut frum a preeevyus thred

ideayuhs, I Hazm! ( i didn say tehy wuz good ideeyuhs, jus dat i hazm)

Dat sounds gud to me!

I shooda red furtha down to see all the udder New Orleans comments. I hope y’all are tellin udder peeps about how grate N.O. iz. Some peeps fink dat teh hole citty is still a mess after teh hurrycane, an not a gud plase to visit. An it iz Carnival tyme now - lotz of fun, an lots of extry gud stuf to eet.
Now karen, my sista, will prolly hav a comment to add about our home town.

o heer i yam juss hoem frum werk. so muches nooworlins commentz!
i liff up mai shert an shows u my boobees an u frow me sum beeds, k?

Ai neber herd ennywun but peepel frum N’Awlins say “ware u at”…dey say it udder plaises too? I livves in Atlanta now, but neber heer ennywun say dat heer…

where yat? is nawt jus a kwestion ending in a prepozishun in regard to the lokation of the othure purson, iz awlso a sort of greeting.

i fink dat’s how teh term “yat” became attachmentated to sumwun frum N’Awlins, partikularlee teh Nint’ Wad.

Yur eggsakly rite MO’S…dat’s ware “yat” caem frum. An yur menshun ov da Nint’ Wad maeks me sad…ai dryv thru it evry tiem ai go hoem…rite now itz filled wit Brad Pitt’s pink “howses”, hoepin to rebild…

teh whole town of Arabi (rite on teh edge of nint wad) is gon frum wut i herd. Whole nayborhoods ware frends and naybors libbed had to be bulldozed (inkluding teh church i wented to)
dat’s ware i libbed jus befoar i mobed to teenytineeNew Ingerland a coonz age ago.

ai nawt so gud wif teh merrykan reejnl diffrunsez, ai ownly libd in teh norfeast. but ai shoor ai herd “were yu at” in teh Pinselvainea. wuz definitly Pinselvayneanz sayin it, nawt Lucie Anna peepz. but mebbe de Pinselvainean kollij kidz seyin it to sown kool? sumtiemz iz hard, figgerin owt witch fingz is reejnl and witch wunz iz jus eediosin… idyeosynk… kwerkz (but iz wut maek uvver kulcherz fun tu lern )

*sawnterz ober tu MO’S an gremlin*
o hai, mynd if i haz sum koffee an wun ub doze bainyays — dey lukz delishus!

welkom, moe! keerful, bof the benyays and cups o cafay oh lay be berry hawt!!

CrazeeKittehLadee, I’z n SE Techsus, Beaumont 2B hezact (say it wif me peeps: Bo’mont, kinda like Geaux Tigers)

Okay - teh fing peeple say in New Orleanz is “where y’at?” It duzzent meen “where are you?”. It means something like “how ya doin?”, or “how’s it going” - kind of like in French, “comment ca va?” I ain’t nebber herd it anywhere but N.O., an not even in all parts of town. The response is not spozed to be “I’m right here in frunt of you, stoopy.”, but something like, “yeah, what’s happening?”, or most othent…..authanti…..reely reel “Aaaall rite.”

In TX “ware y’at” just means “ware y’at.”

Also know as crawfish - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mudbugs
Make sure you scroll down to the “Crayfish as a Dish” section Mmmm, tasty!

I think my initial reply is awaiting moderation (it had a link in it), so I’ll supply you with this tidbit from the Wiki definition: “Louisiana crawfish are usually boiled live in a large pot with heavy seasoning (salt, cayenne pepper, lemon, garlic, bay leaves, etc.) and other items such as potatoes, maize, onions, garlic, and sausage. They are generally served at a gathering known as a crawfish boil. Other popular dishes in the Cajun and Creole cuisines of Louisiana include crawfish étouffée, crawfish pie, crawfish dressing, crawfish bread, and crawfish beignets [6], and crayfish are an ingredient in Chicken Marengo.”

hey, MBHT, ben dere, dun dat!

Oooh! Crawfish! Actually… where ever we went when we were there, they were always OUT of crawfish! We did get some awesome Po’Boys,

He also lived in Amie, Hammond, Roseland, and New Orleans. He also loved to go fishing on Grand Isle, and we didn’t get a chance to go there, but next time, darnit!