Even though I've decided that I won't be sad that once again, I'm somewhere besides Mobile or New Orleans on this day, I have decided that a celebration is in order no matter where we're located, n'est-ce pas? I'm thawing out the ham hock so I can get the red beans and rice going along with the creole chicken for later. In the meantime, here's a little taste of Tipitina's own Neville Brothers to tide you over:
So, dance like you're in a parade, maybe throw some candy, moon pies or beads to your loved ones and enjoy the blowout party before Lent sets in.
