Mardi Gras
Today we went to Taste of Soulard for the pre-Mardi Gras festivities. For $20.00 you got 7 tickets to be used at a variety of different establishments. We had to-die for crab cakes, an andoulle and crawfish stuffed pasta shell, blackend shrimp over rice, blackend chicken cajun pizza, red beans and rice, hurricanes, and apple and whiskey sauced bread pudding. Everything (except the red beans, which were too soupy for our taste) was amazing. Especially the crab cakes and the bread pudding. The bread pudding we probably could have had 4 servings of, it was so good.
Anyways, so we're walking toward one of the restaurants and we meet up with just a random man. He tells us that Johnny's red beans and rice are fantastic and that we should really try Joannie's pizza. He was very nice, but we didn't want a buddy for the entire day, so we said thanks for the advice and went in another direction. After a little while, we decided that the pizza did sound pretty damn good, so we headed over to their tent. We go inside and random man is there. He says hello and wants to know our name. THEN he starts telling us how he spent a bunch of time in Alaska and how there are more bear killings there than anywhere else...and that most of those killed are women. And then he attempts to delicately explain to us WHY it's mostly women that get killed. And I'm sitting there wondering how we went from eating pizza to hearing about why we should never go camping in Alaska while we're menstrating! Seriously, one of the weirder moments my life.
After that, we start looking for the SoCo trailer that we heard was going to be at Taste of Soulard. We pass Clemintine's (whose fried oyster po' boy was not enticing us at all) and a man comes out saying "ladies, you have to come into this bar." Um...why? He looks totally freaked out and tells us that his friends just got there and apparently the place is a gay bar -- something he was not aware of when he arrived. We laugh and ask if they've been getting hit on..."we're getting eyed." We told him sorry and wished him luck and walked on.
Oh, and as for the SoCo trailer...turns out that they use one map for the entire month of mardi gras, so not everything on the map is present. Damn. So we went to Molly's for "hurricanes" which I swear didn't have anything alcoholc in them at all -- and yet still made me feel like I was drinking red jungle juice at a frat party.
But it was totally a good time -- so much good food!!
Anyways, so we're walking toward one of the restaurants and we meet up with just a random man. He tells us that Johnny's red beans and rice are fantastic and that we should really try Joannie's pizza. He was very nice, but we didn't want a buddy for the entire day, so we said thanks for the advice and went in another direction. After a little while, we decided that the pizza did sound pretty damn good, so we headed over to their tent. We go inside and random man is there. He says hello and wants to know our name. THEN he starts telling us how he spent a bunch of time in Alaska and how there are more bear killings there than anywhere else...and that most of those killed are women. And then he attempts to delicately explain to us WHY it's mostly women that get killed. And I'm sitting there wondering how we went from eating pizza to hearing about why we should never go camping in Alaska while we're menstrating! Seriously, one of the weirder moments my life.
After that, we start looking for the SoCo trailer that we heard was going to be at Taste of Soulard. We pass Clemintine's (whose fried oyster po' boy was not enticing us at all) and a man comes out saying "ladies, you have to come into this bar." Um...why? He looks totally freaked out and tells us that his friends just got there and apparently the place is a gay bar -- something he was not aware of when he arrived. We laugh and ask if they've been getting hit on..."we're getting eyed." We told him sorry and wished him luck and walked on.
Oh, and as for the SoCo trailer...turns out that they use one map for the entire month of mardi gras, so not everything on the map is present. Damn. So we went to Molly's for "hurricanes" which I swear didn't have anything alcoholc in them at all -- and yet still made me feel like I was drinking red jungle juice at a frat party.
But it was totally a good time -- so much good food!!