Ever since we went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras many years ago, we've been in love with the whole event and the town. New Orleans had so much soul, and so much celebration with such abandon. This was where we discovered that D has been practicing white voodoo all his life, filling our house with little gris-gris offerings. The music, the food, the feast for all of the senses. I think we've watched every documentary about New Orleans and Katrina that is out there, or at least that is available at our library and local video store.
Here was our homage to New Orleans tonight. The King Cake is ready to decorate, "olive salad" for the muffaletta, with ham, mortadella, salami, mozzarella, and gruyere ready to go.
Don't forget the hurricanes!
Colored sugar for the King Cake (the middle one is supposed to be purple--turned out kind of gray, unfortunately)
And finally, the feast! It looks a little underwhelming in the picture, but it was an incredibly delicious and very festive meal. Party on.
1 comment:
Looks delicious and so much fun! Maybe next year we'll get into the Mardi Gras spirit, too.
Post a Comment