Happy Mardis Gras
 

"Laissez les bons temps rouler!"


Sure there's an election today - But what are you going to do to celebrate Mardis Gras?

Red Beans & Rice? Jambalaya? Hurricanes? Listen to some Zydeco?

Here's to a day of hedonism
:cheers:

Ooh, thanks for the reminder €!

Jambalaya is in order and now I must find some King cake!

I was just thinking that today - what to do for Fat Tuesday? I will probably do some red beans and rice, or something to that effect.

We got a knock on the door last night. Our stoner next-door neighbor (we live in a duplex) told us: "We're having a party tomorrow night. Kind of a Mardi Gras/Super Tuesday thing. If the noise gets out of control, please bang on our door before you call the cops."

I dread tonight. I feel old.

Started out like an invitation...

But no.

Just like I refuse to go up the Eiffel Tower in Las Vegas until after I've been up the real one in Paris I refuse to participate in Mardi Gras-style parties until I've done it for real in New Orleans.

Sadly, since Lani has been there, done that, and has absolutely no interest in ever being within 500 miles of it again, that probably isn't going to happen.

Thanks for the reminder! Our little bakery is making king cakes so I guess I'd better go get one. I want the family to experience one, even if it's not an official one...yet.

It's not just Fat Tuesday, it is Super Fat Tuesday!

Wouldn't that make it Morbidly Obese Tuesday?

Stoner dude=clueless. Always invite the neighbors so they don't even think about calling the cops. Stoner dude has no etiquette.

And... what's a "king cake"?

From an email I recieved this morning:

But Mardis Gras/Carnival/Fasching is celebrated in other places besides New Orleans - that's just the closest.

Perhaps a samba is more in line for you?

Yes, but I'm also not Catholic so for the same reason I mostly ignore Christmas (despite its secularization) I also am inclined to ignore Fat Tuesday despite its secularization unless I go to a home of it (similarly, if I were in the Vatican at Christmas I'd strongly consider polite attendance at a Christmas mass).

When and if I ever do participate in such things I want it to have more of a connection to the root causes and history than simply "rocking party! show me your boobs!" Which is all it is for most people, otherwise they'd be participating in Ash Wednesday as well (I know dozens of people going to Mardi Gras parties, I don't know hardly anybody seriously participating in Lent).

I don't mind other people doing it, it just doesn't interest me. It is of more interest anthropologically than participatorally. Once I get the unadulterated anthropology then I'll be more open to the simple participatory (as with possibly going up the Vegas Eiffel Tower).

So who's up for a Jazz Kitchen meet tonight?







And Alex's steadfast refusal to participate in fun makes me want to participate twice as much, to compensate for the global effect of his resolute stick-in-the-mudness.

They don't mention that it should be a Jewish baby, snatched in the dead of night. :evil: ;)

I had a coworker mention a Super Tuesday party she was helping throw. I wonder if it has anything to do with MG. Personally, I'm kinda wishing I'd thrown a Super Tuesday party. Maybe an election night gathering? Ugh, Why Tuesday?

That alone is reason enough!

Personally, I like to live every day as if it were Mardis Gras!

It wouldn't be Mardis Gras without Girls Gone Wild!

I made Jambalaya today. I may go to the Jazz Kitchen tonight for Beignets.

Happy Fat Tuesday!!!

Don't forget to vote!

There's no reason to assume that these girls don't participate in Ash Wednesday. They just don't necessarily get the ashes daubed on their foreheads.

There is something to be said about participating in the feast/fast cycle. At the Eastern Orthodox church we used to go to in San Francisco, lots of fasts to keep track of. Pain in the ass if it's your turn to serve lunch. Lent especially. The payoff was that after the midnight Easter service, which lasts about three and a half hours, just when you're about to cut your throat, there's a big feast with mounds of sausage, potatoes, these horribly rich "Pascha" desserts that the ladies compete over, and bottomless vodka. Lots of dancing as well, though primarily by the bachelors in the congregation who took pains to see that I, as a spiritual guest, had enough vodka.

It was not king cake, but I stopped and picked up a tuxedo cake and that was awesome and filled the bill for our Mardis Gras dinner of jambalaya.

Oh, and when I got home last night, the line out the door of my polling place was a great sight to see.

Late to the party, yet again! But at least I have a good excuse (since I WAS at the party!)

King cake is more bready than cakey, and the baby isn't actually baked into the cake any more, since it's plastic and that wouldn't do well in an oven. A lot of the stores anymore don't even put it in the cake, 'choking hazard/nonedible/suit happy world BS reasons'

After 3 years at St. Charles and Jackson (as far away from the Quarter that you can catch Zulu on St. Charles) , then walking up St. Charles Avenue to my friends house, I'm thinking it might be time for a change of venue next year. Maybe even venturing into the Quarter for the morning and seeing some better costumes. I do have to say I think I had one of the better ones where we were. I was a crane, because we need more (construction) cranes on the skyline, but I was a 'whopping crane' (though not ornithologically correct!) and had a sign on my back "Where are the Cranes, Mr. Blakely" (Ed Blakely being the 'rebuilding czar' who promised cranes on the skyline). The President of the City Council was riding in Zulu ended up stopping RIGHT in front of me, and he 'got it' almost immediately, which made me happy.

But it was a flipping hot costume - and I could have been in shorts and a Tshirt and been ok, so it was a fairly warm day for early February. And I"m too old for pulling all nighters like I had to to get it finished. But my "inner Martha" would NOT shut up!

Glad you had fun.

But I look at that costume and all I can think it how much work it must have been to get that single strand of beads.

Cool costume Drince!

I got some coconuts later, too! (though did have to 'bribe' the City Council Pres with EtOH for one from him!)

The payoff on the time was probably not there - but it was fun none the less.

Love the costume!

That costume is too fabulous!