I’m so confused! I don’t know if this is blasphemy or a well-organized conspiracy to keep me mixed-up. Okay, okay, it’s all about me. I am now in Anchorage, Alaska and New Orleans is still after me. Winter is near with 0 degree weather with 22 hours of darkness and this ad appears in the local paper. Even though I just decorated my own Mardi Gras wall doesn’t mean anyone else in Anchorage can. Okay, okay, it’s all about me. But this still seems out of place. Okay, okay, I already purchased a ticket to the event (it’s a fund raiser for the Red Cross) and will be going with beads on – and I mean real Mardi Gras beads that I caught myself in New Orleans – not fake Anchorage, AK Mardi Gras beads that will probably be made with seal fur or whale bone (okay, okay, if I get a whale bone Mardi Gras bead it will be the catch of the century and it will go in the center of my Mardi Gras wall). I’m so confused!
Check out the press release:
Please join us on September 28th for our Third Annual Taste of Mardi Gras fundraising event. Twelve of Alaska’s leading chefs will be cooking up a Cajun gourmet feast and live music from the Zydecohos will have you dancing as if you were on the streets of New Orleans. An evening to remember with masks, beads, food, music, auction items and fun for everyone. Festivities take place at The Anchor Pub & Club – Anchorage ’s newest hot spot!
Notice the name of the band – the Zydecohos. See, for those of you who aren’t familiar, Zydeco is a type of New Orleans music and the coho salmon is indigenous to Alaska – get it? Also, they mentioned in the ad that I would be dancing as if I was on the streets of New Orleans. I wonder if the floor will be sticky and smell like puke? I will report back if fun ensues.