A boozy epiphany: It’s the first day of the Carnival season, which will be mercifully shorter than 2011. There’s a new Carnival related product out that I am NOT eager to sample:King Cake Vodka.Sounds totally vomitorious to me since I don’t care for either vodka or sweet likker. It has come to my attention that unlike a*real* King Cake there will not be a plastic baby inside the bottle. If someone offers me a shot of this shit, I’ll try it but until then I’ll rely onNOLA food writer, Todd Price’s tweets.
ESPN meets Andrew Jackson: Unless you’re a sports hater or live in cave, you probably know that the BCS national championship game between local faves the LSU Tigers and their arch-nemesis the Alabama Crimson Tide is taking place at the Superdome next Monday. You may not, however, be aware that ESPN has erected a stage in Jackson Square right across from my shop to broadcast College GameDay. The stage was built in time for the Sugar Bowl. I have to give ESPN credit, it’s the least hostile takeover of the Square ever. So far so good. Haven’t seen Lee Fucking Corso yet but I’m working…
As to the game itself, I think this Tiger team is too loose to lose. Les Miles may not be an intellectual titan but he doesn’t have a permanent stick up his ass like Nick Saban. Some call Saban intense, I call him uptight. I call the game LSU 24 Alabama 21.
The Saints are playing the Detroit Lions tomorrow and are likely to devour them. Drew Brees has been on a tear and the offensive unit is even better than in 2009 when the Saints went on to win the Super Bowl. We appear to be on a collision course with the Packers, which means that it will be family sports feud time here at First Draft. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the weather in Green Bay won’t be too beastly. The record of warm weather teams playing outdoors in the frozen North is not good so I won’t shed any tears if the Pack are upset in their game. Sorry, Athenae, Doc and Scout. I’m not sure where Jude stands since he’s originally from Biloxi but I can take the heat. I do, after all, live in New Orleans…
Geaux Saints. Geaux Tigers. Time for me to, uh, go.
