Lent is over and I’m just now sitting down to gather my thoughts about this past Carnival season. I feel like it was the best one yet in my 7 years celebrating. It wasn’t the special or unique costume that I typically spend so much time planning, but this year threw together kind of last minute. It wasn’t the chillingly delicious vegan King Cakes that I tasted, either (two new varieties this year!)
It wasn’t all of the parades I went to, though those were as great as they always are, even if I only made it through one entirely because my cranky self got a little fed up with the people around me displaying poor parade etiquette. And yes. Parade etiquette is a thing. If you visit NOLA for Carnival, read up on it.
It wasn’t the huge haul of sparkly throws that I received. With each year, I feel that I’m happiest with just a few specialty throws as keepsakes.
It might have been the start of a magical Mardi Gras day, when Danny, Carolyn and I walked a bit with St. Ann in the Marigny and then took a detour to get a Champagne and popcorn breakfast at Effervescence, which we actually had been to last Mardi Gras for the first time, as it was having a soft opening for the city’s biggest holiday.
It might have been the secret vampire speakeasy that was a welcome respite from the French Quarter mayhem. We practically had the place for ourselves and I got to sip on Death in the Afternoons. How perfect is that?
It might have been the fact that with each year, new memories build up and with that, Mardi Gras gets better and better. I felt like I actually had memories to look back upon and cherish, similar to how I feel about Halloween and Christmas. It might have been the fact that my love affair with all things New Orleans has reach its fullest potential? Next year can only be better.