My New Orleans Voodoo Tarot is seasoned...but not Cajun style!
It started in the Washington, DC metropolitan area...home to that local phenomenon known as mambo sauce (an eclectic mixture of ketchup, hot sauce, sugar, and soy sauce...a cousin of sweet-and-sour sauce). Mambo sauce is usually eaten with fried chicken wings.
It traveled with me cross-country, from Maryland to San Diego, CA...where it accompanied me to fresh seafood by the San Diego Bay and Hash A Go-Go.
It accompanied me to San Francisco, where I read by bowls of cioppino and fresh vegetables and herbs from the farmers markets (I still have fond remembrances of that wild mint plant that grew in my kitchen window, in my Victorian flat in Union Square). And during my jaunts to my favorite Chinese restaurant, located on a little side street (with no tourist traffic) in Chinatown.
It rode in a suitcase as I went back across the country to New York...as I roamed the streets and ate beef sausage breakfasts in my favorite diners.
It nestled in my tote bag as I moved back to Washington, DC, and then on a long train ride from DC to Georgia.
Now, my dear New Orleans Voodoo Tarot will have some friends along for the ride (namely the Women's Tarot, Motherpeace Tarot, Crystal Oracle, Everyday Oracle, and Witches Runes) as we head overseas to Trinidad, West Indies...home of some of the best rum on the planet and Trinidadian curry. This amalgamation of spices will be honed by the sea breezes as we check out south Trinidad (namely Point Fortin).
A seasoned deck? Most definitely!
T.