Even though I live in Rhode Island and I am not even Catholic, my husband and I met while in school at Tulane so we try to do a little Mardi Gras every year. This year, I had a few coworkers with New Orleans roots so we had an office-wide Mardi Gras party. This was the only festive thing I could find to wear:
There were treats. Lots of treats. I made pralines which came out amazing.
There was also king cake (from Whole Foods! Who knew?), Gooey Bars, and some weaksauce jambalaya. But I ate it all. Plus a slice of crappy pizza, because we are in Rhode Island after all. I have been binging way too much lately and my stomach didn’t feel so good after eating so much sugar in the span of like 3 hours.
For dinner, I made jambalaya as planned. Emeril’s is the best recipe for jambalaya. I’ve made it many times and everyone approves. Tip: I always make it with wayyyy less meat than it calls for. Like half or even less. Since I had already inhaled all of that bad stuff, I made myself a cauliflower-rice version. Two pots going at once:
Making two versions of the same recipe took a lot of coordination, timing, and a million more dishes to wash. I’m usually alright with subbing cauliflower for rice but this was one dish where I was really, really missing the rice. It was just too mushy:
Random side story: The bowl on my food processor broke. It turns out my only choices are to pay $65 !!! for a replacement bowl + cover or $90 for a whole new food processor. $65 for a plastic bowl?! I am so annoyed by this.
A couple of weeks ago we made Red Beans with cauliflower rice and it went together well:
Mardi Gras should be a national thing. Put it on your calendar for next year.
My heart is a yankee but my stomach must be a Southerner. I’m going down to Charleston this weekend where the southern food glutton-fest will continue. I hope i can keep my waistline under control.