I have never been one to go to all ends to celebrate Mardi Gras. Well, other than celebrating the literal meaning, "Fat Tuesday." Mardi Gras is the last day, for us Catholics, to cut lose before the Lenten season. Practical Catholics typically give up a favorite food or activity during this season, and before we give it up, we have to get that one last day of feast.The pomp and splendor of Mardi Gras was made popular in New Orleans but has since spread across the state and beyond. The Marquis de Vaudreuil, a person of elegant manners and sophistication became Governor of the French Louisiana Colony and served a term from 1743-1753, in the capitol of New Orleans. His sponsorship of a regular series of balls, dinners, and formal social engagements increased his popularity with French Officials and members of the upper class in New Orleans, all of whom were hungry for this type of atmosphere. It is believed that he is responsible for the pageantry that we see in some Mardi Gras celebrations today.
Contrary to popular belief, the first-known Mardi Gras celebrations were not celebrated in New Orleans, but in Mobile, in 1703, before New Orleans existed. Mobile was a prior capitol to Louisiana, and is now located in present day Alabama.
Still continuing are some non-commercialized raw Mardi Gras of Southwest Louisiana, rich in all of its original traditions. Colors of Carnival is a tradition that began decades ago, when blacks were not welcomed at white Mardi Gras festivities. Some began creating their own costumes, using boxes to make hats and masks, which afforded them the secrecy to celebrate with lack of restraint. Additionally, The Independent has a great article outlining some of the Mardi Gras activities more common to the black Creole communities in Lafayette and New Orleans.Another type of Mardi Gras common to Southwest Louisiana is the traditional Cajun Courrir de Mardi Gras ("Fat Tuesday Run"). It consists of a gang of locals masking their identities with hats we call capuchons (tall cone hats) who knock at doors in the neighborhood demanding charité ("charity"), in other words, ingredients to make a communal gumbo. Chickens are chased in designated yards and fields, caught, skinned, and cleaned. At the end of the day, a gumbo is made from the total of all communal charity received, and the entire neighborhood meets to eat the gumbo. This link offers great pictures and descriptions of the Cajun Courrir de Mardi Gras.
This year I decided to laissez les bon temps roulez, downtown Lafayette. I only went downtown on Mardi Gras day, and it was the disappointment of the year. The parade was short, and there was about a 30-minute gap, which separated the parade into two parts. The floats were extremely low budget. I've seen better parade presentation at the Rice Festival.Most of the people who were interviewed on the news said that they enjoyed Lafayette's "family friendly festivities." To me, this means it sucked. I wasn't asking for anything vulgar, but some spice of the culture would have been welcomed.
Thankfully, quality entertainment was not far away. Our little party crew consisted of Aaron, Amber, Chad, Cypress, John, and myself. After the parade we went to The Blue Moon Saloon, which if you haven't been, I highly recommend it. The bar area is outdoors and completely covered. It is on a wooden deck, and they are good to count on for a great band. The entertainment Tuesday consisted of Joe Black, Horace Trahan, and Asparagus AllStars.I never knew that Horace Trahan was close to my age. Below is a picture of him during his performance. While his band was setting up, some girl actually approached me because she thought that I was Horace. She wanted a picture, but unfortunately for her, I am just me.

After Blue Moon, we went to Artmosphere. Six String Rodeo was playing there, and my picture of the band didn't come out to good, so I'm not going to post it. When I first walked into Artmosphere, I saw quite a show, and it wasn't from the band. There was a little squabble, and Cypress got a punch in! That's my girl! I was glad, that plug deserved it and so much more. Not to discredit Six Finger Rodeo, I thought they rocked. They played some good ole' boy country music, and you can't end the night much better than that.
I'm glad I decided to get out of Crowley. I celebrated with a great bunch of friends, and I don't need a special holiday for that. We'll have fun regardless of the circumstance. I'm sure we'll be causing trouble again sometime soon.Oh, and Cypress and I ate at some little Chinese place behind Mel's Diner. I had seen the place before, but never had the pleasure of eating there. They have the best eggrolls I have ever tasted in my life. They told us that they were homemade from scratch. The buffet is only $5.95. I encourage you to check it out.















































