Whereupon It All BEGINS

Hail! The Twelve Days of Christmas have come and gone, and upon that Partridge’s last resounding squawk from the boughs of its Pear Tree, Twelfth Night emerged upon us and, at long LAST, that most glorious of seasons began, the season that inspires one to truly and fully realize what a delightfully weird and incredible…

Parade Daze

Well, the Daze hasn’t started JUST yet.  As the old song goes, “We’ve only just beguuuuun…”   It’s parade time, y’all!  I’ve been waiting for this since about a month after Mardi Gras last year, after I’d had some time to recoup.  I love Carnival season.  I love how, starting at Twelfth Night, it just starts…

Krewe Du Vieux, Ya-Hieux!!!!

It goes without saying, at this point, that this is my first Mardi Gras season in New Orleans.  As an adult, anyway.  Among my earliest memories of life (which include a fascination with beignets and that it was okay to make a mess and a toddler’s in-stroller view of the detritus in the French Quarter…