The sub-moronic ramblings of a semi-functioning illiterate

Laissez Les Bons Temps Rouler!

Long before I became a die-hard New Englander I was a native of the south; specifically Florida. And as anyone who’s either lived in or even just visited the south can attest; no one throws a better party than a southerner (back me up here, Sandy). Because in the south a party isn’t just a party; it’s a balls-out drunken feeding frenzy of Bacchanalian proportion.

So it should come as no surprise that the southern party of the year, Mardi Gras, is celebrated on what is referred to as “Fat Tuesday;” the day before Ash Wednesday or the first day of Lent.

It is a southern tradition on Fat Tuesday to bake a very elaborate dessert called a “King Cake” (recipe in the link). But instead of this complicated treat I am going to pass along my new favorite recipe by fellow blogger Eggton called “Kanye West’s Apple Butter Cake Idea.” This is truly one of the best cakes I’ve ever had and is infinitely easier to make than a King Cake. Pair it with Eggton’s decadent derby girl ice cream or heavenly Almond Joy ice cream and you’ve got a dessert combination worthy of Mardi Gras. I’m getting “Fat” just thinking about it.


26 responses

  1. King cake is creepy, anyway, what with the baby baked into it.

    February 21, 2012 at 1:06 pm

    • THANK GOD I am not the only who finds that friggin’ creepy!

      February 21, 2012 at 1:09 pm

      • I would most likely vomit if I was the “lucky” person to find the baby. Party at my house!

        February 21, 2012 at 1:13 pm

        • I usually vomit anyway since I am the finder of the Tequila. Score!

          February 21, 2012 at 1:14 pm

  2. As a native Floridian, I can testify to the whole “seriously professional partiers” status the south enjoys.

    February 21, 2012 at 1:16 pm

    • That’s right, son. We luvs us our frog giggin’ and gator hunts. Or maybe that’s just me. I’m from Broward County, after all.

      February 21, 2012 at 1:20 pm

  3. New York can throw a party.
    Though i think there’s more flashing at Southern parties.

    Ok, you win this round…

    February 21, 2012 at 1:22 pm

    • I will say this; I went to a party at the Bronx pier that blew Mardi Gras straight out of the water. I barely remember it, that’s how awesome it was.

      February 21, 2012 at 1:25 pm

      • I have friends who are still listed as missing in action from some of the parties I attended in Panama City….

        February 21, 2012 at 1:30 pm

        • Oh God…Panama City. People get tattoos just to prove they survived a Panama City party.

          February 21, 2012 at 1:37 pm

          • They also come in handy for identifying the bodies during post-party cleanup.

            February 21, 2012 at 1:44 pm

  4. I LOVE King Cake! As a newbie to being a die-hard New Englander, i still find myself longing for some southern traditions around this time of year 🙂

    February 21, 2012 at 1:32 pm

    • I know what you mean. I find myself craving Conch fritters daily.

      February 21, 2012 at 1:38 pm

  5. Yes, we know how to party in the south! I like King Cake, and that little plastic baby is not creepy – a bit odd, but not creepy. As much as I like King Cake, I love beignets even more! I also like conch fritters and deviled crab and black beans and rice and fried plantains and ….. now I’m hungry.

    February 21, 2012 at 2:30 pm

    • All that sounds AWESOME. I’d dip it all in coconut though.

      February 21, 2012 at 6:10 pm

  6. Damn, now I’m hungry.

    February 21, 2012 at 3:49 pm

    • Me too. 🙂

      February 21, 2012 at 6:10 pm

  7. The English used to bake a silver thruppence (three penny piece) into birthday cakes and the like as a good luck symbol. Good luck, unless you swallowed it. Runaway precious metal prices in the 70s got it replaced with a bronze coin, almost three times as thick. Like trying to swallow a piece of Lego. I don’t know whether they still do that with the new coin. Kanye’s cake sounds great, but calorie restrictions may keep it off the menu.

    February 21, 2012 at 4:08 pm

    • At Halloween I bake cupcakes that look like witch faces and in the center I bake a maraschino cherry so the kids get to eat her “heart.” I get what you mean about calorie restrictions. I say bake the cake and then donate it to a community kitchen, that way you can take a small piece of it for yourself without having it around to pick at. Win Win!

      February 21, 2012 at 6:13 pm

  8. now look what you’ve done! It’s 2 30 am, I’m desperately hungry, :-/ and all I have on me are oreos atm!#*%@&

    February 21, 2012 at 4:17 pm

    • Gah! Oreos! I ate a bunch of them earlier this week!

      February 21, 2012 at 6:13 pm

      • hmm….well right after I commented, I ate them all.
        But now I want cake and alcohol. :S…… Except it’s ash wednesday here already and I have an exam in an hour….. So much for that .

        February 21, 2012 at 9:03 pm

  9. Good lord, woman. It’s no longer called “Fat Tuesday.” It’s called “Thyroid Disorder Tuesday.”

    February 21, 2012 at 4:24 pm

    • Pissah. 🙂

      February 21, 2012 at 6:15 pm

  10. So a prominent Floridian holiday features drunken college girls taking off their tops and huge-ass regal cakes? Goddamn it, if only I wasn’t so terrified of flying!

    February 21, 2012 at 5:43 pm

    • The trick is to get drunk first.

      February 21, 2012 at 6:16 pm