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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “Naked Cowgirl”

Naked Cowgirl and her fans

This is the 21st edition of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a periodic glimpse into New York City seen through the eyes of a new New Yorker, yours truly. Click here for past installments.

New Yorkers will do anything, literally anything, to make a buck. Witness a Naked Cowgirl in a bikini on a 35-degree night last week near Times Square. I have no idea whether she is affiliated with the Naked Cowboy, but she looks a hell of a lot better in her patriotic outfit. Here’s hoping she doesn’t get sick standing out in the cold. Tourists to the city need a little Naked Cowgirl to thaw them out.

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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “Calm Before Frankenstorm”

This is the 15th installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker. I am using the term “daily” loosely, I admit.


A few minutes ago I toured the two blocks nearest mine to survey what the “Calm Before Frankenstorm” looked like in the Washington Heights neighborhood. I observed birds doing F-16 rolls, small trees playing aerial hopscotch, and New York drivers … well, being New York drivers. The gray skies advanced like flowing water across the sky. The chilled air bore a drizzle that promised stronger rain as the day progressed. My favorite corner sandwich shop on my block closed, but another one I frequent one block south stayed open.

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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “Are You From Florida?”

This is the ninth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker. Today, I am writing two dispatches because Saturday I will be traveling. You can read the first here.

I leaned closer to the short, curious forty-something woman in the “poofy” coat so I could hear her question better. We were standing at a red light on a clear Friday afternoon in which the fall air had revealed its teeth. This last bit of information surprised exactly no one except me.

“Are you from Florida?” the stranger inquired a second time. I answered no, confused, thinking my pale skin could not have tricked her into this assumption.

“You look like you’re from Florida, wearing just a T-shirt,” she explained. The woman did not resemble my mother. However, it was as if my mother had traveled from balmy south Louisiana to Harlem to remind me what a doofus I had been for neglecting to wear a jacket on a 50-degree day.

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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “Smuggled Into Jersey”

This is the fifth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, a daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker. For previous dispatches click here.

On Thursday night I crossed the border into New Jersey in a way that felt both illegal and alien. Or, more accurately, reminded me of the perils an illegal alien might encounter trying to pass unnoticed into a southwest state.

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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “My First NYC Mistake”

This is the fourth installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, my daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker.

Earlier this week I decided I would watch LSU’s football game against Florida at a bar with other Tigers fans. In New York City that means watching the game at Legend’s in Manhattan. I knew this prior to Saturday, and yet I chose a different location. Put in football terms: I picked up the ball and ran the wrong way.

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Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100: “Michael Jordan”

Can't beat MJ's meat

This is the third installment of Cajun Tomato’s NYC 100, an ongoing daily series chronicling my experiences and observations as a new New Yorker.

While working a yogurt promo Friday outside Grand Central Terminal, I performed an unpaid, unscientific survey of Michael Jordan’s global icon status. I’ll get to my findings below.

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