Happy Fat Tuesday friends!! Today is a day of indulgence in NOLA (although, honestly, what day isn’t?) before give up our vices for Lent and atone for our actions… not that you have anything to atone for. Unless you’re actually at the gras, then chances are, you do.
And, true to indulgent form, in NOLA, you celebrate by eating the sugary-ist, most unhealthy, delicious cake in the universe to celebrate the Gras — KING CAKE!
I hope you have gotten to indulge in this tradition of King Cake at some point in your life cuz it really is a little slice of heaven. It’s basically a cinnamon roll with extra icing and sugar – sometimes cream cheese and/or fruit filled. Unbelievable.
Baked somewhere in the cake is a plastic little baby. If you get the slice with it, it’s supposed to be good luck for the year – and you get the honor of hosting the next king cake party.
So today, have your cake and eating it too… Tomorrow we’ll deal with the aftermath. Happy Mardi Pardi!
