tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91709499856499686252011-04-21T17:08:52.221-07:00Ramblings of a Cajun woman living in the big city.BarefootCajunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13960018125640941576noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9170949985649968625.post-90295266857900415332009-02-22T16:29:00.000-08:002009-02-22T18:23:06.251-08:002009-02-22T18:23:06.251-08:00Most folks think of Mardi Gras as the crazy party atmosphere of Bourbon Street featured on the news and a few episodes of "Cops". But Mardi Gras is so much more than that. In fact, I have attended every Mardi Gras here since 1982 except in 1988 because I was in the academy. I have never been to the French Quarter or anywhere near Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras and I have no desire to go there. Mardi Gras to me and my friends is the parades, the splendor of the Krewes who work all year to put on their best show.<br /><br />The only difference this year is that we live here now and don't have to drive back and forth from Baton Rouge or points west to enjoy the Carnival season. Because of this, we've been able to make parades that we've never seen before. We haven't been to all of them but we're shooting for that next year.<br /><br />Today we attended the parades of <a href="http://kreweofokeanos.org/">Okeanos</a>, <a href="http://www.kreweofmid-city.org/">Mid-City</a>, and <a href="http://www.thothkrewe.com/">Thoth</a>. They roll back-to-back beginning at 11 am on the Sunday before Mardi Gras. We spent five hours on the parade route and came home a bit sunburned but it was all worth it. <br /><br />Captain of Okeanos<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/3301262817_7e272331c5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/3301262817_7e272331c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />King of Okeanos<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3412/3301271605_bdec6697d2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3412/3301271605_bdec6697d2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Queen of Okeanos<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3557/3302107912_8a70535c9f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3557/3302107912_8a70535c9f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Okeanos Title Float<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3588/3302113400_430a9396de.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3588/3302113400_430a9396de.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Captain of Mid-City<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3301295505_906e2e64b6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3301295505_906e2e64b6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />King of Mid-City Silky Sullivan, owner of <a href="http://www.silkyosullivans.com/">Silky O'Sullivan's Pub</a> on Beale St. in Memphis. Silky is the inventor of the famous bucket filled with what can only be described as hooch. I was fortunate enough to share a bucket o' hooch with my dear friends <a href="http://dixiepeach.blogspot.com">Kim</a> and Lisa a year or so ago. I was happy to be able to thank Silky for the hooch today.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3318/3302132832_c91d96eeb5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3318/3302132832_c91d96eeb5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Just as a reference, the Bucket called The Diver in this photo is the Bucket O' Hooch to which I referred. The man in the photo is not Silky but rather a regular of the pub called The Admiral. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.silkyosullivans.com/images/admiralandbooze.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 498px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.silkyosullivans.com/images/admiralandbooze.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Queen of Mid-City<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3301307033_4223b92097.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3301307033_4223b92097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />King of Thoth<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3539/3301330065_ca7d423534.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3539/3301330065_ca7d423534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Queen of Thoth<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3309/3301334179_e133060f0f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3309/3301334179_e133060f0f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />I love this city.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9170949985649968625-9029526685790041533?l=barefootinneworleans.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABarefootCajunInNewOrleans/~4/VqWdSX4X9xo" height="1" width="1"/>BarefootCajunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13960018125640941576noreply@blogger.com0http://barefootinneworleans.blogspot.com/2009/02/mardi-gras-best-time-to-be-new.html