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There has got to be a digital camera in my near future. These Mardi Gras party photos are weeks old. We opened on Mardi Gras in 1998 so that we could have the anniversary party each year on Fat Tuesday. I took the day off, explaining that I'm culturally not prepared to work on MG. We cooked up gumbo and jambalaya, and the usual suspects attended. It takes boys a few minutes to understand the bead concept, but after Woody and his friend intuitively grasped that it was about acquisition and hunter-gatherer prowess, they were into it.Our Louisiana connection this year was Susan Alford who lives in Orono, but is from New Roads. She loaned us a wonderfully worn and annotated copy of Richard Collin's Cookbook (remember the Underground Gourmet?) for its Green Gumbo recipe.
If you haven't entered your guess in the ice out pool yet, it's not too late. I'll post the entries here until it happens. As in vollyball games with chalk lines, there is always room for litigious discourse, but to be as fair and democratic as possible, we will state that ice out has happened when I say it has happened. The ice is starting to look grayer, but there's no open strip down the middle yet.
A month from today we'll be arriving in New Orleans just in time for lunch; we'll be there until May 9.
Looking forward to beach time and festival time and family time and friends time. The Fest Schedule says Bela Fleck on Thursday, Little Queenie on first Friday, lots of good stuff.
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