Tomorrow, as so often, two of my greatest loves--New Orleans and the absurd--will come together in good cause.
At high noon, in Fulton Square, celebrated New Orleans chef John Folse (who?) will attempt to shatter all records and create, yes, the world's largest mac and cheese.
Armed with cheddar from Cabot in Vermont, milk from New Orleans' own Brown's ("Smooth as Velvet") and one ginormous cast iron skillet, Folse is so confident he'll capture the creamy crown, he has invited staff from the Guinness Book of World Records to weigh, measure and certify the planet's new top cassarole.
But the spoils will not be Mac Daddy Folse's alone. Fans, foodies and philanthropists will be on hand to consume the ton-plus of champion comfort food in handmade ceramic bowls provided by the students of Magnolia School, the paltry $5 price immediately put to use by New Orleans Habitat for Humanity in its continuing post-Deluge housing miracle.
Left-overs, if any, will be donated to a marvelous local institution I spend a lot of DKos space cheerleading, Second Harvest of Greater New Orleans and Acadiana.
(Just in case the crowd goes mac wild and there are no leftovers, you can always donate to Second Harvest NOLA here. You know, just in case.)
Come on down if you want to see history, and high-carb comfort, made. Who knows? Maybe you'll appear in a photo-diary tomorrow.
Saying, "cheese," of course.