Good Morning Mishpocheh

I love Nola. I’d move here in an instant if it weren’t for the storms. The coffee is better, there is color everywhere, and they have some of the best food in the world. Tied for my favorite thing about this city is how they embrace everyone and make gumbo.

While out for a walk this morning the Hispanic car wash guys said good morning to the African American woman with her dew rag tied on her head. This in itself isn’t note worthy.

It’s that they said Good Morning Mishpocheh. If you aren’t up on your Yiddish, here’s your lesson for the day. Mishpucha (say it like you are clearing your throat on the ch: mish-pu-CH-a) means family.


Published by Lula Harp

I'm a mad scientist trying to find my tools.

5 thoughts on “Good Morning Mishpocheh

  1. I enjoyed living in Nola and the burbs, too bad my husband hated it always. He won’t even go back to visit in his hometown, Biloxi. Most of it is gone, but his kids and grandkids still live in Ocean Springs. He refuses to go back down to visit. Bummer.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: