A Mardi Gras Trip to New Orleans

A month ago, my mom invited me to New Orleans for Mardi Gras.  She hadn’t been back for Mardi Gras since she was pregnant with me, so it only felt right that I should be there if she was going.  I said “YES!”  And so did Joey and we were beyond excited.

I think a MAJOR misconception about Mardi Gras, is that it all takes place on Bourbon Street and that you have to take your top off to get beads and while that sort of thing is happening on Bourbon, most of Mardi Gras takes place elsewhere and it’s family-friendly.  I saw so many families, with kids, having the best time together and look, we never even set foot in the French Quarter.   Let me tell you what we did instead.

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We maybe took a Spirit flight that got into Nola at 1 AM, but it was cheap so oh well!  I’m sorry for the dark and blurry picture, but let me explain.  Back in 2012, my sister and I attended our first Mardi Gras and, after taking us to a balcony party on Bourbon where we threw all the beads our hearts could desire, my Uncle went to drive us back home but we literally ran into a barricade.  He got out of the car and proceeded to move it, when a cop showed up and they had a brief argument, before she made us turn around.  Once back in the car, I reminded him that he was wearing a jester’s hat.  I requested that he wear that exact hat when he picked us up from the airport and to my SHEER DELIGHT, he did! 😛

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We slept in the next day, then headed to breakfast at Surrey’s Uptown because I could not get those Shrimp & Grits out of my head.  Happy to report they were just as good as I remembered.  Emily joined us!  Afterward, the three of us walked Magazine, stopping into a pop art gallery, Fleurty Girl and finally, the Craft Beer Cellar, where I more or less forced Joey to get a beer because he had taken like 10 work phone calls during our walk and seemed very stressed.

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It got pretty rainy that evening so we figured our Muses parade plan was done for and went to dinner at Blue Oak BBQ instead.  I thought it was so good!!!  We wanted it all so we got the “all meats, all sides” to share and man, that rib felt like changing.  By this point, the rain had cleared out, so why not head to Muses??

All the floats are ridden by women and they occasionally throw out a shoe they’ve decorated.  It’s a hot commodity and I went home with one!!!  I was so happy and so covered in glitter.  Also, there was a group of men all dressed as Freddie Mercury and seeing them all walk by, singing along to “We Will Rock You” was just too much fun.  This was Joey’s first ever Mardi Gras parade and I think it was a good introduction 🙂

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On Friday, we grabbed a quick breakfast then hit the road to run some very important errands.  First up, KING CAKE!!!  Not any King Cake, though, a Dong Phuong King Cake, specially ordered by my uncle.  I held this box on my lap and it smelled SO GOOD.  We also picked up crawfish, then the rest of the supplies at an outrageously busy Walmart.  My uncle has boiled us crawfish twice now and it is so amazing.  I feel so lucky!  This batch was seriously so good.  Spicy and flavorful and those crawfish were a real nice size.  Don’t worry, we had room for King Cake afterward.  We maybe all ate two pieces, except my mom, who ate three.  I love her!

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Saturday!  Endymion Day!  Joey and I walked over to District Donuts to grab breakfast and I ate a “taco” that was basically a baby burrito and was not mad about it.  So good!  The big parade on Saturday is Endymion and you best be prepared for it.  My uncle has access to a lot on the parade route (THANK GOD), so we showed up around noon and the place was packed already.  We walked around before and got to see bands playing on front porches, parade ladders (guys, I want one!) and all the floats lined up!  We also ate muffulettas for lunch and more on that later but it tasted really good at the time.

Endymion is just so cool!  Flo Rida was on one of the first floats and Joey caught a football he threw!  Not going to lie, the float riders were straight CHUCKING beads and frisbees and footballs and I was maybe doing more ducking than catching, but it was still fun.  I think my favorite part was my mom yelling “throw lighty things!” once the sun went down.  Don’t worry, we got some glow stick necklaces.

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We went to Bacchus on Sunday night and even though it was cold and I started to not feel very good halfway through, I think this might be my favorite parade!  Plus we managed to tag along with my uncle’s friend and neighbor Laura to the most beautiful house, with an epic view of the parade.  I didn’t mind it one bit!

This is sadly where this vacation must come to an end, because I got sick that night, my uncle got sick that night and my mom got sick that night.  I figured it was food poisoning, but the only thing we all overlapped on was that muffuletta and Joey, who didn’t get sick that night, ate the most BY FAR.  We were all bedridden the entire next day and I was still struggling when we flew home on Tuesday at 6 AM (ugh!).  I barely got off the couch, once we were back home and I don’t think I really started to feel better until Friday or Saturday.  So that’s a sad ending to an otherwise wonderful trip.

Mostly though, I want to remember (almost) everything about this trip.  I want to remember having dinner with my mom and Joey at Root Down inside DIA before our flight.  I want to remember hearing someone order a burger with extra lettuce (???) while we waited at the terminal.  I want to remember the humidity and the smell of New Orleans that hit me when I got off the plane.  I want to remember seeing that jester hat.  I want to remember standing in line at Fleurty Girl with my mom.  I want to remember looking back while we were at Muses and seeing my mom and uncle standing together.  I want to remember asking my mom to hold my parade loot and seeing her stuff it all inside her coat.  I want to remember using a light-up ring as a flashlight.  I want to remember all the arrangements my uncle made for crawfish and Endymion and how he did it all, even though he wasn’t feeling well.  I want to remember eating that King Cake.  I want to remember putting glitter on my mom and Joey’s faces and thinking how much better my sister would have been at it and missing her a lot.  I want to remember having breakfast at District Donuts, just Joey and I.  I want to remember the float with the band from Michigan rocking out at both Endymion and Bacchus.  I want to remember all the families, camping out, just enjoying themselves before the parades.  I want to remember how beautiful those floats were in the daytime.  I want to remember seeing Harry Connick Jr. visiting his dad’s house across the street (OMG!).  I want to remember being able to share this fun experience with the people I love best ♥ 

Oscar Weekend Things

They came, they saw, they awarded Green Book Best Picture?  My first reaction was “WHYYYY?”  But my second was “at least it wasn’t Bohemian Rhapsody!”  There were so many good moments during this show — Brian Tyree Henry in that outrageous costume, Keegan-Michael Key descending from the ceiling holding an umbrella, Spike Lee jumping on Samuel L. Jackson, a surprise Olivia Colman win — but to end it with a speech from a guy who backed up Trump’s claim that Muslims in New Jersey were cheering when the towers went down on 9/11 is a bad look.  Roma was robbed!

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In other news, we had a for real blizzard on Friday night and I’ll be honest, I didn’t even know it was supposed to snow.  One minute you’re driving to dinner and the next, you’re walking back to your car through 3″ of snow!  Vine Street Pub was still packed though and even though I ordered and drank a stout, I still don’t like a stout.  We rented A Star is Born afterward because: “I just wanted to take another look at you.”  Upon re-watching, I still think it’s very very good.  I’ll watch the Streisand version soon though, for all you Generation X-ers who still think it’s the best one (is it though??).

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Saturday started with 6″ of glittery snow + Whole Grain Chocolate Chip Pancakes, then ended with a family birthday celebration and baby time.  (Actually, it technically ended with Carrot Cake ice cream and You Were Never Really Here but I’m still totally confused about that movie, so let’s not get into it.)  In between was grocery shopping, kombucha brewing, catching up on TV from the week and an exciting time of me cleaning the bathroom.  Elliott is still the cutest and the smallest ♥

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Please be proud of me for actually taking pictures on Sunday!  We woke up and headed to Onefold for giant breakfast burritos and March plans (we’re going to make green pasta!) but mostly because my sister had gone the morning before and I was jealous.  Afterward, I walked to Base Coat to have my nails done for our vacation on Wednesday and a Mardi Gras trip to New Orleans seemed like a good time to pick a purple sparkle polish.  Also, on my walk back, I helped an older man with a cane and a boot get over the snow-packed curb and who needs drugs, alcohol or exercise endorphins, when acts of kindness work just fine?

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Before I headed to yoga, I filled out my ballot and made some Buffalo Wing Popcorn — it turned out amazing, but man, making caramel is incredibly stressful! — so I’d be all ready for the Oscars once I got home.  Joey surprised me with an Oscar Gimlet and I was so happy and excited, plus it tasted amazing.  Say what you want about that performance of “Shallow” but I thought it was perfect and I don’t know, maybe we don’t need a host ever again?  I went 15 for 24 on my ballot, which isn’t great, but Glenn Close not winning really threw me for a loop and even though I said I didn’t want her to win, I felt instantly bad when she didn’t.

In all sincerity, I actually quite liked Green Book after we saw it, but then so much was said about it afterward and it really made me re-evaluate and ultimately, change my mind about it.  Plus I saw a lot of movies afterward that I found more interesting, more honest and more willing to engage with the messier parts of this world, so I can’t agree with this outcome.  Just going to focus on Greta Gerwig ‘s Little Women reboot, starring Emma Watson, Saoirse Ronan and Timothée Chalamet that’s coming out later this year instead 🙂

What did you think of the Oscars?