With this in mind, I tried to take my son to as many Mardi Gras festivities this past weekend as we could possibly handle. And it went a little something like this....
Professor Longhair says it best...
"While you stroll in New Orleans
You ought to go see the Mardi Gras
If you go to New Orleans
You ought to go see the Mardi Gras
When you see the Mardi Gras
Somebody'll tell you what's Carnival for"
We started out with a close to home parade Friday night, Krewe of Eve. This is a Covington parade that has become an annual tradition for us. We eat dinner at the Times Grill and then head out front to watch the parade. It is a ladies parade (only women riders) so I stick my son and dad up front and let them go at it. They successfully caught a nice little bag of beads, but my son wasn't getting enough stuffed animal action. Well I mean if the kid wants me to handle it, I handle it, and Mardi Gras some how became my specialty. I tell him to stand directly in front of me and as the floats pass by I give off my exceptional Mardi Gras scream "Heeeeeyyyyyyy Laday!" and I am pointing down to the top of my sons head. Moments after this a stuffed animal comes flying at his head and I am suddenly the best mom ever. I have a photo of the Queen of Eve, it is a bit out of focus, but I'd rather show you than not...
The next morning we stayed even closer to home and rode with our fellow cub scouts in the Abita Spring parade known as Push Mow. The thought being that anything you can push, or mow, or drive can be decorated as a float and you pay a registration fee of $25 the day of to be in the parade. Their theme this year was "It oughta be a law". Our float theme was the cub scout motto... It oughta be a law... "to do your best." Unfortunately I was crammed in the bed of my dad's truck handing beads to my son to throw and I didn't get any pictures. The pro of push mow is that it seriously family oriented, only a one mile parade route, makes a child feel like a float riding hero, and you can literally throw away all your catches from the year before!!! It's the best recycling plan I know of for Mardi Gras beads. After Push Mow we enjoyed a lunch at the Abita Brew Pub....mmmmmmmm Strawberry Ale! Here is a shot of TomTom and his artistic place mat.
Later that night I took him to see "The Music Man" one of my most favorite musicals of all time! It was on a national tour and it stopped by The Columbia Theatre in Hammond. I'm out of focus again...
There was a barbershop quartet in the lobby entertaining the crowd when we walked in and TomTom was all about watching them. Every time the quartet came on stage and performed a musical number he was very attentive to the show. And when the music man AKA Professor Harold Hill was on stage, TomTom would perk up and sit on the edge of his seat. I think he really liked it! And I LOVED it. Every note, every number, it was perfection. And the actress who played Eulalie Mackecknie Shinn had us all - every time she was on stage.
We made it back home by 11 PM and he was passed out in the back seat as I waited in the longest line ever for a Nachos Bell Grande (no meat & no tomato, with fire sauce). I was ready to give up and fall into my bed for the next three days, but the show must go on! There will be no more Mardi Gras for TomTom this year. When I grew up my parents took us to every parade possible, and then we spent most of our Mardi Gras days down town. We saw every Bacchus and Orpheus, every day parade, and most night parades in town and in Metairie. We spent all day on St Charles Ave for Mardi Gras eating Popeyes chicken and Ross' king cakes. It is in my blood! It is one of my favorite times of the year. Most locals seem to hate Mardi Gras, but for some reason I just can't get enough!
Sunday morning, Thomas and I hopped back into the car and off to the grocery to get parade snacks, drink and beer for mom. Then we headed across the big big bridge for some New Orleans style Mardi Gras.
"Get your ticket in your hand
If you wanna go through New Orleans
Get your ticket in your hand
If you wanna go through New Orleans
You know when you get to New Orleans
Somebody'll show you the Zulu King
You will see the Zulu King
Down on St. Claude and Dumaine
You know, you'll see the Zulu King
Down on St. Claude and Dumaine
An if you stay right there
I'm sure you'll see the Zulu Queen"
My cousin Toye's stepson Jackson was marching with the Brother Martin parade in Krewe of Carrolton. Toye, JP, Meghan, TomTom & I hopped in the car for the ride from Metairie to town. You really have to love the car rides during Mardi Gras. You have so much time to get to know your loved ones as you search for the impossible parking spot. I think I brought up TomTom's latest behavioral issues while Meghan tickled and poked him to death. Toye was on the search for the parade and any open parking spot within a ten mile radius. JP decided to go with the $10 parking cardboard sign a fellow down town neighbor was holding up because we didn't want to miss Jackson. We pulled into her yard, parked the car and we headed for the parade route. It was a warm day and the crowd wasn't very thick at all. TomTom got an up front spot to view the parade.
Toye, JP & Meghan strike a pose.....
We saw Jackson coming and screamed his name trying to be as obnoxious as possible and he finally waved at us. He was holding the banner this parade.
Toye & Meghan also knew someone on one of the floats and I took a gross of beads to the head. I took it like a Mardi Gras pro, straightened my hat, and went back for more. This is TomTom getting into the bead catching action.
After we caught the parade we headed back to the car and went to catch Jackson later in the parade route. We got caught up in some traffic and the parade was high tailing it down Canal Street. Toye, Meghan, TomTom & I jumped out the car and ran to see if we could catch him while JP drove around town in hopes of a parking spot. TomTom & I kept up with the runners as long as we could and they hit a barricade. Yes, and NOPD barricade on Canal St. I told Toye to just ask the cop how to cross over and she responded with "I'm not that brave." Toye! Where is your Mardi Gras finesse! Over to the cop I hurdled, the nice cops that will grab any bead off the street you want if you give them a harmless little flirt, and asked him where to cross. He said check with the cop on the corner. Down to the corner cop I scurried, he notified me the barricades ended down St Charles. I got Toye and Meghan to the end of the barricade, across the street and let them take off down Canal after Jackson while TomTom and I stopped to watch the parade again.
On Canal the crowd was pretty slim too and the breeze was fantastic. He was directly behind the barricade and back to catching like a maniac. A bit later I got the text to meet back up at the car and we headed back to St Charles and the barricade cross over. We were waiting for the longest band ever to pass by so we could cross the street. Toye was worried we would be late to pick up Jackson from Brother Martin and was calling me on my cell phone. I had my cell in my right hand up to my ear with the bag of beads in it too. TomTom's hand in my left hand with my mardi gras cup full of Strawberry Ale. I could hear the urgency in Toye's voice and MAN does this band ever end???? So we dodged across the flag girls praying they didn't start swinging at us. And that was it! I knew my Mardi Gras was complete and that I did my best. It was a personal moment of accomplishment when I dragged TomTom across that street, while talking on the cell phone and sloshing my beer all over the right half of his body. At this point I had done well to fully saturate my son with Mardi Gras spirit. He was upset that I spilled on his Star Wars tee shirt, but I wanted to give him a memory that would last even up to the highest Smokey Mountain of the Mardi Gras Season 2011!