I brought in a sensible lunch from home and then remembered it’s Mardi Gras! Any excuse for a food treat, so it’s pizza for lunch.
For tomorrow we fast! And receive ashes and then go to Doubt, which seems appropriate or maybe not so much?
Just returned from a weekend in NOLA, so I’m sitting at work kind of bummed out. There’s a LA themed restaurant next door with po-boys, jambalaya and the like, so possibly lunch there.
Other than that, sulking…
Making pancakes. 
Since Mardi Gras began a while ago, ends today, and I haven’t done anything to begin with, I probably won’t do much, if at all.
Yum. That’s a tradition I need to adopt!
I don’t know about this “Mardi Gras” thing, but I do celebrate Pączki Day by, naturally, eating a pączki. 
(OK, so it’s “pączek” in the singular but we don’t say that around here.)
Oh, and I’ve done so. burp Freshly baked donut, fresh sliced strawberries, powdered sugar on top.
Pączki Day seems to be on Fat Tuesday by design, not coincidence! Those doughnuts sound yummy!
Going to have pancakes and bacon for dinner.
That’s about it.
I’m not a big donut fan, but I do love paczki (being lazy and not copy-pasting, best pronunciation is something like “poonch-key”). Shockingly, I almost forgot to buy one from the in-house bakery today! :eek:
Personally I’m recovering from having spent the last four days down in New Orleans. If I’d had a bit more vacation time, or this current work project wasn’t due in a couple of weeks… I’d be spending today in the quarter, dressed as the devil, hanging out with Jesus, and Santa Clause.
Oh man, that’s right, tomorrow is Ash Wednesday.
I guess I’ll give up roasted peanuts in the shell again. It’s my favorite treat.
When I was a kid I was always encouraged to give up something intangible like gossip, envy, etc.
So, one time I decided to try that and give up being grouchy, but I soon realized that’s not possible. Peanuts are easier yet still fit the bill as personal sacrifice.
I used to dream of going to Mardi Gras back in the day. Now I’m too old to do it justice. I’ll be business as usual.
I’ll be getting naked.
Not really for Mardi Gras though. I take a shower every day.
I am feasting for lunch. My husband has prepared for me:
Bacon sandwiches. Four slices of bacon per two slices of toasted bread. Bread is lightly spread with Miracle Whip. I have two such sandwiches. Eight slices of bacon total. Ooh - wait - there’s an extra one hiding down there! WOOT!!
A salad of iceberg lettuce, tomatoes and French Dressing.
A bag of cheeze-it crackers.
A Little Debbie peanut butter bar pack - you know -the chocolate covered wafers with peanut butter in them? Come two to a pack?
A hostess cupcake.
7 lemon cookies.
A pint of milk.
I shall feast, then I shall go have a cigarette, a cup of coffee, and call the man to thank him.
My tennis team made a Mardi Gras themed lunch for our match. I made homemade jambalaya. We also had gumbo, bread, and a King cake.
Then I came home and ate some leftover birthday cake because tomorrow I’m giving up sweets and soda.
Kill me now!
I’m going to wear all my Mardi Gras beads, put on some Zydeco CDs, get shit-faced drunk and beg my wife to flash me her boobs as I puke on the side of our house.
To complete the experience, I might have a couple of fellas drag me around the corner, take my wallet and beat the bejesus out of me.
It’s the farmers’ market tonight, so it’s my traditional hang out at a downtown bar evening anyhow. I’ll wear some flamboyantly colored clothing and a bunch of Mardi Gras beads and try to start a tradition of girls flashing their tits. I’ve been trying for 20 years now, and it has never worked, but I’m not one to give up easily!
I had my first fettisdag bullar – a traditional Swedish “Fat Tuesday Bun.” It’s a cardamom bun filled with almond paste and whipped cream – YUM!
That’s about all I’m doing. I mean, I’ll be playing pub trivia tonight, but I do that every Tuesday.
Nutty Bars?! I think I know what I’m having for dinner!
You freak!!! :eek:
Sounds a lot better than getting shot during the parade in NOLA today… :eek: