While the day hasn't been one for celebrating, I managed one food tradition for the day. It is Lundi Gras today -- the day before Mardi Gras -- when the King and Queen of Mardi Gras arrive in New Orleans by boat on the Mississippi. Knowing my penchant for sweet rolls, one might think I made a King Cake, but it was nothing that fancy -- very plebeian in fact. I made lundi beans for Lundi Gras. These are New Orleans style red beans served with rice and greens. These are referred to as lundi beans as the were generally made on Monday -- wash day. With large kettles of water boiling on the fires, it made sense to use a smaller kettle to cook some dried red beans with salt pork and seasonings. Rice was cooked similarly. Interestingly, leftover rice was often used for breakfast the next day. It was rolled in balls and fried -- like a fritter -- and served with dark corn syrup. There is one place that makes them in the Quarter and I've never gotten there for the breakfast rush. Some day.
Food and history bring calm to my crazy days. Today, this comfort food did just that. While my mind is elsewhere with people in the midst of loss, I felt the tradition behind the supper meal helped to ground me. It is a meal I wish I could share with those in my thoughts today -- and in the coming days and weeks.
On the weekend, an album that I nearly wore out turned 47 years old. The album sold 25 million copies globally. It won a Grammy for album of the year. The songs were all written -- solo or collaboratively -- by the singer. I've always loved the album cover with a young singer and a gorgeous tabby named Telemachus. I chose one from this album to share tonight. Enjoy!
Way over Yonder -- Carole King
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