The South rises in the Northwest for Seattle’s most authentic Mardi Gras celebration.
I once visited New Orleans. It was early January, the weather was in the 70s, the hotel was two blocks from Bourbon Street, and our group consisted of twenty rowdy high school kids with very few obligations. Needless to say, it was an action-packed week filled with beads, bare breasts and delicious beignets. (more…)


