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Two for (Fat) Tuesday

Care to play along?  On Tuesdays, pick a topic and segue into it!

Care to play along? On Tuesdays, pick a topic and segue into it!

It’s Fat Tuesday – whoop!

Mardi Gras wasn’t as celebrated in my part of Canada that I can recall ~ I mean, we watched TV coverage of festivities from far-away places like New Orleans and such, but I had no experience with the Cajun culture, except for certain songs played at weddings. I’ll come back to that.

All of that changed when I met a man who became the best boss I ever had (no seriously, ever).  He was (and is) highly intelligent, incredibly educated and a self-described “Crazy Cajun” from Lafayette, Louisiana.    When he landed at our company’s world headquarters in southern CT, well let’s just say he shook things up a little. In meetings he’d say things like, “that dog don’t hunt.”  Once, I grinned at him and replied (after the meeting of course), “that dog doesn’t even rise up off the porch!” I never saw a man laugh as hard as he did and that was it – we had an instant connection. He was a breath of fresh air – especially to those of us so used to a stiff and stoic corporate culture.  As the new year dawned and he made a deal (of course he did!) with our company Chef for a Mardi Gras party, I knew right then that this was someone who was not only easily respected but easily liked because he was just so much fun.

File gumbo.  Crawfish  & crab Etouffee.  And of course, Zydeco music.

When I was a wee girl and we’d get to attend family weddings, certain songs would be played and those songs had a French origin. I think they were called “Chatisses” but I have yet to find a link to share with you.  All I know is that when the accordion or the fiddle started, we’d tap a toe, grab a partner and dance, dance, dance.   So it was really no surprise when I learned that the Acadia region of Canada and northern USA where Cajuns trace their origin was in areas where Nova Scotia (and other Maritime provinces) as well as parts of Quebec and northern Maine are now. In Louisiana, Cajuns developed their distinct dialect, Cajun French, and a lively culture devoted to family, music and cuisine.

It’s no wonder he and I always got along: He’s my brother from another mother!

How about you? Have you ever danced to Zydeco? Eaten fresh-made Etouffee?  Met someone from a place far away who just felt like they were known to you?

Happy Mardi Gras!

 

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8 thoughts on “Two for (Fat) Tuesday

  1. Visited New Orleans a long time ago and I loved it. I was there in June. People said the heat would bother me. It didn’t. Loved the beignets, crawfish and po’boys. Loved the chicory in the coffee. Loved the architecture. Loved the music. I was fascinated with the place. I’ve tried many times but I can’t duplicate their dirty rice. I was heartbroken when Katrina hit. Here in Pennsylvania we eat fasnachts (donuts) today. Had my fat pill!

    • I agree — the food, the people, the music, the people – so much fun! In Michigan Packzi’s are popular – kind of like a jelly donut, only larger, and about 700 cal each! MJ

  2. I just got back from the Courir de Mardi Gras in Church Point, Louisiana. I’m working on my second post about the experience. Here’s my first. Put on your dancing shoes, and party!

    • How fun is that~! I read your post last night and it was so much fun I have to read it again 🙂 Laissez les bon temps rouler!! MJ

  3. Nephew went to Loyola in New Orleans and stayed. He loves it and his parents go every chance they get.
    How lucky for you to have had such a great boss who created a culture that invited and encouraged NOLA fun.

    • I can see why – other than the summer I spent with a French family near Quebec City, I’ve never been immersed in the culture so deeply – and that’s not even quite the same thing. Such a joie de vivre! Laissez les bon temps rouler!! 🙂 MJ

  4. Never danced to Zydeco, nor eaten Cajun food. But I like the music!

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