King Cake. Oh, the King Cake! I could live off of King Cake during the Mardi Gras Season. If you haven't tried this heavenly confection, you most certainly should! Best. Cake. Ever. It's become a tradition that I get a King Cake for my birthday every year.
There are no shortage of parades on the weeks leading up to Mardi Gras Day. The beads thrown today are not like the 'real glass' beads of the past. Those were amazing! These days it's all about the 'big beads'. The shinier the better. Non traditional colors and shapes will get the crowd screaming as well. "Throw me somethin' Mister!" This year, I was able to go to a small school parade for the amazing 'King Dirk'.
What the tourists don't see, is behind the scenes of Mardi Gras. The comrodery of the locals. The life long bonds and friendships of being in a Mardi Gras Krewe. The planning. The preperation. The work. The hard work.
Ever since I was a young child, we would go to the New Roads parade and spend time with the local members of the Woodmen of the World. The fellowship and fraternalisim there are second to none. My Grandfather would work in one of the Woodmen booths with his friends. Jambalaya, Hamburgers, Nachos. The smells of Carnival Time! I was fascinated by the marching bands and the elaborate floats in the parades. For the past several years, I have had the pleasure of working on the Woodmen of the World float in that very same parade. The one I had a fascination with all those years before. I couldn't have asked for a better group of people to share the Mardi Gras Season with.
Thank you, men and women of the New Roads Woodmen of the World, for sharing another Mardi Gras Season with me. Your hard work, dedication, and fraternalism are truly an inspiration to all.
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