Showing posts with label Mardis Gras. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mardis Gras. Show all posts

Tuesday, 13 February 2024

Happy Mardi Gras!


Mardi Gras as a Carnival is not big in Canada -- at least, not on its traditional date before Lent. It's too damn cold here in winter for those fabulous half-nekkid costumes, feathers, beads, parades and public partying. So our Mardi Gras-like Caribbean festivals are all held in the summer instead, such as Caribana in Toronto and Cariwest in Edmonton.

On Fat Tuesday itself, there's little hoopla here apart from maybe eating pancakes. No King Cakes. No beads. No nuthin'.


But that doesn't mean we can't all enjoy a rousing rendition of the official song of Mardi Gras -- Iko Iko! Its infectious beat and joyful lyrics will stay with you all day long! In other words, sorry for the earworm you're about to get, everyone --


Iko Iko un-day
Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-ne
Jock-a-mo fee-na-ne

Iko Iko is a traditional New Orleans song about a confrontational mock battle between rival Mardi Gras "krewes" participating in the Carnival parade. The refrain is said to be a phonetic rendition of an indigenous Native American victory chant but its actual meaning or significance is unknown.

Tuesday, 5 March 2019

BEADS! BEADS EVERYWHERE!


And you know how!


Oh, fer gawd's sake!


Must Her Royal Highness the Cat
teach you EVERYTHING?


HRH is a Bead Girl from waaaaaaaaaaay back!


Maybe just a bit TOO way back . . . .


But for all you WILD WIMMIN
out there who indulge,
I'll just end with a word of advice --


That's a mistake I'LL never make AGAIN!

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

Laissez les bons temps rouler!


Everybody loves Mardi Gras, even you know who! But sometimes I wonder if all this shameless exposure of tits, tits and more tits in order to collect cheap beads hasn't gone too far. Maybe it's time to go back to the good old days --


Nah, just kiddin'!

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Mardi Gras Madness!

Hooray, today is Fat Tuesday -- Mardi Gras! But I don't want to celebrate it in the boring old Canadian way of eating a few pancakes. No, I want to celebrate it in the traditional Louisiana way. Gimme beads -- lots of beads!

And I'll do whatever I have to do to get them, too!

And cake! Gimme a big ol' King Cake with icing in the traditional Mardi Gras colours of gold, green and purple! Now, I've never actually seen a King Cake, much less eaten one. We don't have them here in the Great White North. In fact, I only learned of the existence of King Cakes a couple of years ago, thanks to the blogosphere. But I love the idea of them!

And I want my piece to have the Baby Jesus in it! Yes, I do.

It means I have to bring the next King Cake to the next party but I will gladly do so! I make no promises about my baking or decorating skills, though.

Laissez les bons temps rouler, tout le monde!