leave your inhibitions at the door
Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday. Shrove Tuesday. Whatever you call it – Laissez les bons temps rouler!
So what is Mardi Gras besides a big drunken excuse for debauchery in New Orleans or Rio de Janeiro? Well, officially it’s the last day before Lent, the Catholic season of penance and prayer that begins on Ash Wednesday and ends weeks later on Easter Sunday. 99.9999% of Catholics give up sort of luxury or engage in some kind of self-denial as a sign of piety such as giving up sweets or coffee. The other .0001% is me – every year I give up Catholicism for Lent. (Feel free to join me.) So in advance of a whole season where they are supposed to be good boys and girls, Catholics would party their asses off the day before Ash Wednesday.
In 1920s New Orleans, people in the parades started throwing beads to people in the crowd and over the years they’ve become much sought-after souvenirs. In keeping with the American tradition of taking things too far, it then morphed into women baring their breasts in exchange for beads.
It’s become a little tacky, so let’s update it for the blogging age. If any of you female readers email me a pic of you flashing your breasts, I’ll email you a picture of beads. Fair trade? email@example.com
Chicken and Andouille Gumbo
I love New Orleans cuisine and this is one of my favorite dishes. In fact, we named our dog Gumbo. Of course, there’s that uncomfortable moment when I (a Filipino) tell people I cooked Gumbo last night…
This recipe is originally from Emeril Lagasse which I’ve modified over the years.
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