It's a real Holiday.

Remember how a month ago  you proved your true love, to corporations, by taking part in the big Valentines day rip off? How are those $100 roses looking right  about now? I thought so. Well it's Fat Tuesday. Maybe here in America its just a regular work day, but in the rest of the world people are laying in gutters or dancing their asses off as you read this. Is she still your favorite girl? Is he the only one for you? Make a reservation, make a date, buy some daisies, wear the naughty panties, treat yourself to a little romance not because corporations say you have to, but because you actually love each other.

A little prep always makes the romance so much sweeter. So after a nice meal out, The Black Cow or Michael's in Newburyport have sweet harbor views, you can come home to...



It's not New Orleans authentic, screw authentic,  but it has that perfect sleepy souther vibe that invokes languid, almost bed time,  heat. Dance her around a little bit. Get a good grab on his but. Tell her what you're going to do to her, put your head on his shoulder. Then have dessert.

Let the Good Times Roll!

It's Friday Night. Time to kick rev the party up a few notches. First you should fuel up though, don't want those Hurricanes pileling up in an empty stomach. How about something quick and easy. Did you know there were a lot of italians in New Orleans?

                                           BoscoliFamily

It must be good, It's Authentic!

Time to get our Mardi Gras party rolling. We're going to have some authentic food, play some authentic jazz, drink authentic cocktails, get authentically banged up, no, no, no... We're going to have a great time, eat some tasty food, drink dangerous cocktails and definitely get banged up. It's Fat Tuesday! They had Fat Tuesday in Germany 500 years before New Orleans ever existed. That's the beauty of the place. It is as American as it gets. French settlers, Spanish settlers, slaves from west africa, Native Americans, Acadians banished from the Maritime provinces , Colonists from the first push west, people following the Mississippi south; all kinds of people from all kinds of places showing up in one spot. Maybe they wanted to, maybe they had to, but there they were blending their music, their culture, their lives with the local flora and fauna. Authentic New Orleans just means you picked a point in history and decided that everything that happened before isn't important. Authentic New Orleans means you picked a point in history and decided that everything that happened after isn't important. Authentic... it's the death of New Orleans, it will be the death of America.

Did that sound preachy? It did didn't it? My bad, we're supposed to be getting ready to party! So forget authentic. What kind of a party do you get from authentic anyway...

                                           Arria Belli

"Hey Babe! I'll go try to kill something that tastes good or at least something we can digest. I should be back in 3 days unless it kills me first. You take the kids down by the river and see if those red berries are safe to eat. Give them to little Johnny first, he's looking a little scrawny and we need to figure out if he can survive the winter."

Even the loin cloths put a crimp in things. Trust me, me in a loin cloth, unless the room is very, very, very dark, is going to be a buzz kill. So if we are going to leave the authentic cuisine to run free out in the woods, and we are going to protect the eye sight of all by including a blanket to cover my loin clothed form, how do we get this party started?



There we go. Fat's is a little old school for modern tastes, but that will take care of itself after a few sazeracs. If you don't like Fats play something else. You won't hurt my feelings. I just figured that since this is a web sight about food, politics, our dumb culture, our brilliant culture, history, art, life-style and me bloviating, you might like to try some things that you aren't familiar with. So now that we have the music on track how about some food? We started our roux yesterday so in keeping with the spirit of New Orleans how about some gumbo?