I couldn’t tell you exactly how we got hooked. You see, my dad did his post-graduate degree at Tulane in the 80s. New Orleans is a long way from Montreal, Quebec, let me tell you. We have poutine and winter, y’all have gumbo and hurricanes. A different lifestyle, a different culture, 1,600 miles away but my parents fell in love with the city.
Their stay didn’t last long. Just five and a half years before they packed their bags and moved back home. Alas, they came back with slightly more baggage than they arrived with. Of course, along with my parents and big sister, a little nugget named Seth, born in 1988 at the Tulane Lakeside Hospital, was coming back to Montreal with them.