It's FAT TUESDAY - Are You Celebrating?
- chicaraleigh Feb 23, 2009 07:45 PM
Is anyone paying homage to the party known as Fat Tuesday in New Orleans?
If so - what are you cooking?
etouffee? beignet (savory or sweet)? jambalaya? gumbo? red beans and rice? dirty rice? king cake? maux chaux? bananas foster?
I am having a big Mardi Gras shindig. It's definitely not a stick to the roots sort of party, but more an excuse to celebrate good food and drink with friends. While generally I like to have a cohesiveness to my dish choices, I am really bastardizing things and making a hodge podge of dishes that honestly simply reflect recipes I've been wanting to try out, and kind of pawning it off as Carnival/Mardi Gras to make room for excusing some of the dishes. Sorry if that offends!
-white and red Sangria
- Dark n' Stormy's
-3 different type of croquetas- crab, mushroom/cheese, and chicken
-Rum Cake (yes this is totally ridiculous in lieu of king Cake, but i am coloring the icing in green, purple, and gold and putting a baby in the cake in honor of that at least)
-red beans and rice
Question chicaraleigh- I apologize ahead of time for my ignorance, but what exactly is maux chaux?
We are having jambalaya at work today and then I head to the parade as soon as the work day is over.
I made pancakes for breakfast. It's also pancake Tuesday and for dinner we're having jambalaya.
Going to a Mardi Gras party (live music, food, etc.) at Tracks (in nyc) tonight. And maybe I'll stop by Shake Shack for a bananas foster custard.
I'll cook some jambalaya when I get home, that's about it. Even if I was back home, I lay low on Mardi Gras day, I do most of my eating and drinking the weekend leading up to it, the actual day of Mardi Gras was take it easy day. I won't even go into the bars here that do something for Mardi Gras, a bunch of food that I can cook better versions of and bad hurricanes.
There isn't enough time in all of Carnevale to cook all the foods I want to eat before I give them up for 40 days. In the past I've done pancake day meals with moo shu pork, scallion pancakes and crepes, but since the parish already had a pancake brunch on Sunday, I am going for more decadence before 40 days of abstinence. I had an alambre sandwich for lunch with cecina and roasted peppers bound together with queso fresco in a habanero-chipotle sauce. After work I'm having pączki and pork pies for my tea before a French restaurant party that will hopefully include a few nods to Acadiana.
Every remotely Polish store in Manhattan sold out of pączki by 5:00 yesterday! I even started calling the Ukrainian butcher shops in desperation. This marks, now, my 8th pączkiless year in a row. I made up for it with a run across town for pork pie and whiling my freetime with margaritas and chipotle barbecue chicken quesadillas. At the cocktail party I expected Frenchier fare, but nibbled instead on canapés of steak with horseradish cream, crab wontons, pastry coronets of smoked salmon, salmon tartare and too much Jim Beam.
Now it's tuna and konnyaku for 40 days.