When you meet Nat Smith, it’s apparent, the Big Easy runs in his blood. “New Orleans is my mother, my father, my brother, my sister, my lover, my best friend.” But he had to leave his best friend behind and never look back after Hurricane Katrina hit.
During this week inparticular, Nat dreams of gumbo and crawfish more than usual. That’s because today is Fat Tuesday, which also happens to be exactly 6 months after Katrina spread her wrath. This is the first time Nat has missed Mardi Gras in all his 60 years. “I miss New Orleans.”
Nat says he misses the family, the parties, the interactions, and being able to let your hair down. And frankly, there’s no other place he’d rather be right now. “It’s making the best out of what you got.”
Watching Nat sing along to his favorite blues c.d., you can tell, that even though he left New Orleans, perhaps Mardi Gras never left him.