Well That Stung

The more things change, the more they stay the same....

Special Teams, Referees, and Penalties, oh my! Wash. Rinse. Repeat.

Only difference is we just got a new stadium to do it in. sigh........ Peggy is going to be talking about Picarelli just standing there after that blocked punt for a while. Coach Hullabaloo and I still talking about how Devin Powell does not get the recognition he deserves for managing a game and not making major mistakes. He's our trusty old faithful.

Anyways, I blame our parking passes.

And did I mention that Schott Cowen was there to try and steal more thunder? Bringing his suspect juju to the new stadium. I spied some peeps in the stands "saluting" Cowen with one finger when he took the field to be clapped at. Hopefully that was enough clawing for attention on his behalf and he can be on his merry way now.

So the photo above was me and our friend Baldboy comiserating postgame as we have always done. A Tulane Tradition.

The day started out well. Everyone seemed to be having a ball. I loved my Tulane dress I had made.



Two of my chickadees came by to our tent to say hello. They are so cute, I'm such a lucky Town Mom.

A major highlight is I got to meet Taylor and Gabby who were the Tulane co-eds who got first in line at 4am in order to get student tickets for the game. They contributed these goey frito peanut butter bars to add to our tailgating and they were SO good!! (thanks y'all!!)

I got interviewed by the NY Times who were in town for an upcoming article about the Tulane-Uconn game in October. My friend Tyronne Power jokes that I need to hire his friend Babelicious as my agent after being on TV this week and now the NY Times. .....mmmmkay!

Did you hear I was on TV? WUPL-TV My 54 called up and asked to tape me for a segment of their "The 504 Show" hosted by Sheba Turk. Here is a link of the segment in case you missed it. What fun!

So at tailgating I unfortunately did not get to walk around at all, I didn't get any free giveaways, or see anything other than what was in front of me because as mistress of ceremonies at our tent I didn't even barely get a bite of food. Coach Hullabaloo sez that being the spouse of Mrs Hullabaloo is like having a receiving line at a wedding. a social whirlwind. But Coach Hullabaloo did get to sneak away and went and dove into the mosh pit which was the LBC Quad and reported that it was like being in the infield at the Preakness. Good Times.

Our tailgate set up actually came together better than I expected. Not sure who to send a thank you note to for the mixup, but one of the rare times I was happy when something goes awry at my alma mater. This was our fancy pants tent that literally landed in our lap at the last minute because of some snafu with someone else.

We got a sign and everything!

With work, life, and everything going on this past month I had honestly given the most minimal thought to the actual tablescaping than what I normally expect of myself. My original idea was to theme it "Something Old, Something New, Something Olive, Something Blue" in a nod to our return to campus.

I had ordered the endzone-like fabric over the summer with intentions of glamming it up into a truly fabulous tablecloth. The vintage pennants were supposed to be a breathtaking garland. But I found myself on Friday afternoon with none of it done and no overall tablescaping "concept" - so I was just pulling whatever from my tailgating stash and hope that it was worthy of our first ever on campus tailgating.

I ended up zigzag cutting the fabric right there during set up and ordered Coach Hullabaloo to toss the pennants up onto the tent frame with fishing wire I keep in my tailgating emergency kit. Grabbed our old trusty tailgating banner from throwback days at the Dome, the VW bus, and the leftover napkins from our Pre-Season Tea and I called it a day.

Some tailgating highlights:

We were next to the Glazers in our fancy pants location and Momma Glazer gifted me this! And I absolutely love it. So perfect for tailgate decorating.

Nell brought these cutest cookie cake pops. Seriously, how cute!!

Raven! Don't you just love? She is an adorable Pugle and if I have any say, our future tailgating mascot. How cute is she?

and look, Chardonnay made these adorable condiment dispensers for our tailgating!

and look at these totally caaaah-uuuuute cups from the Scofields. Some of our booster club wave mommas had set up a few spaces over from us for the Football parents to finally have tailgate real estate of their own.

Perry Mason's wife whom I'll call Tequila made the best vidalia onion dip for our "Georgia" themed Peaches, Peanuts and Sweet Tea themed menu and here it is. So easy and really delish.

HOT VIDALIA ONION DIP
2 Vidalia Onions, chopped
2 cups of blended grated cheese mix (like colby/jack)
1 teaspoon of hot sauce
1/2 cup of mayo

Mix ingredients until blended and bake in the oven for 45 minutes at 350 degrees.

So next up we finally made our way to the stadium. I ended up missing the entire opening, the team running on to the field, and the video intro which I had really wanted to see.

My girl, Lucy's Mom, posted this great photo of the entrance and one of my sweet sorority sisters texted me this video of the team running out which I uploaded for posterity.

I also missed the fumble and touchdown. Which my friend Tyronne said he thought the stadium was simply going to explode. I would have loved for that to have happened and then rained our happiness all over the NIMBYs. ha.

I did get to partake in a few hullabaloos which was fun.



One thing I absolutely loved was these peeps at the stadium. They were engineering alumni and so they started making these hats for people out of the Advocate newspapers and selling them for $5. How hilarious. It was so blazing hot and this was so enterprising. So very Tulane.

So in the time since we received the hard hat tour of the stadium they made a few changes. I'm neutral on the fabulosity of the stadium. And that's ok y'all. I have high and unreasonable expectations. We ended up with completely covered seats, thank goodness. So that's a plus. But OMG on the Advocate's plastic bags bleeding green all over the seats and onto people's behinds. Talk about snafu.

One glaring thing we noticed - other than the lack of soap dispensers in the bathrooms and warm $5 bottled water - is that the access which the booster section was supposed to have to the "beer garden" appears to have been taken over by a glass enclosed private suite. How awesome. So when those fancy pants people stop coming to games and all of us who normally do, and stay for the duration, will no longer have access to anything fun.

Don't get me wrong: I had fun on Saturday, I loved seeing all of our friends and breaking bread and making friends with new ones. I was glad that out of all of the bandwagon peeps that showed up Saturday there might be a new generation of superfans in the making to carry the torch for us diehards.

And speaking of diehards, I compiled a list of favorite memories from some of my favorite greenies of their opening day at Yulman

Lil General said that she wanted to be the very first person to enter the stadium and she was! "I was first in line to enter in the bag check. Security used my bag to demonstrate to the helpers what to look for and looking ! LOL!! My old Tulane Bag that I decorated many, many years ago and still use it !!"

My girl Luscious and her mom went to visit her daddy's grave to say a prayer before the game. She's had her own season tickets since she was 5 years old. Her dad had been a monster superfan and even wrote a newsletter and co-hosted a radio show. Luscious said that her favorite memory was when the team ran out, she cheered and cried and video taped it.

Tyronne said he loved waiting at the light with Riptide to cross Willow. And of course Tech's first play from scrimmage and the aforementioned explosion of spirit in the stadium.

Prof said his favorite was walking from tailgating to the stadium. And the students chanting/taunting Tech after their fumble. ha.

AJ said "those first 10 minutes right before kickoff. I was just standing there with my friend and we looked at each other and it just hit us that all of it was actually happening. Then of course we had my personal favorite part of every Tulane sporting event, everyone yelling "home of the WAVE!" at the end of the national anthem."

Big Mac said that when he made it out of the tunnel on to the field he realized he "was a part of long and storied history. When Brian Batt sang the anthem, I looked at the flag, looked down to the field, and looked back to the flag and cried. And this coming from someone who opposed the stadium: it's nicer than I ever expected"

Babelicous said that her favorite moment was looking around at the new stadium, she and her dad "smiled at each other and hugged. It was priceless."

StPeteWave said his favorite memory was "Bodies! Many Bodies, students, simply the newness of TU football Uptown. Greatest day for a diehard. What my heart felt: peace and joy."

What was my favorite memory? Doing postgame sitting on our ice chests afterwards, nibbling at leftover tailgating food, and laughing with Perry Mason and Baldboy. The best part of football season, other than the touchdowns and turnovers, is the comraderie with our tailgating peeps.

P.S. wasn't there supposed to be a float? and I remember there was supposed to be a blow up spinning jester for touchdowns....no?

On The Anniversary of Katrina This Happened

Good Morning Greenies!

So today is the anniversary of Katrina. And last night we reprised our favorite way of losing: giving up a lead and losing in overtime. And all I get to see in the papers and on recaps here in Tulsa is of the amazing rally that Tulsa got to stage for a national television audience. How awesome!

So reminiscent of the Michie "Miracle" of 2007 when Army came back in the final 2 minutes of regulation to tie the score with a questionable out of bounds "TD" catch and then we promptly shanked a FG in overtime. Gift wrapping a win for our opponents. Oh gut wrenching losses! How I have missed you!!! Welcome back!

And because we haven't quite completed our stroll down memory lane: next week we face a West Point style Option in Georgia Tech.

New "Era" of Tulane football? yeah, mmmmkay.....

Coach Hullabaloo made me giggle when he pouted after the game and said "They wouldn't even let us win with Devon Walker being here and everything". awwww, my manpie!

This morning my dearest friend Peaches whom I love, but who doesn't follow football - bless her heart - sent me this, along with a text of "Must have been exciting!"

omg Yahweh give me strength. So yeah, I can think of many, mannnyyyy, other adjectives to describe my gut being ripped out and dragged all over Chapman stadium.

My completely awful, pessimistic, and cynical attitude about this "new Era" (I'll believe it when I see it sez MrsHullabaloo) is of - God bless them- alumni who have been so out of the loop on things that A) they don't know the hullabaloo (see photo below shared by Booty Judy) and B) they are easily pleased with moral victories.

This photo here ^ of Tulane alumni after the first touchdown when we were actually up 7-0. Can't tell if they are shocked or just don't know what to do. Lost lambs.

Booty of course posted a progression of Hullabaloo photos from the alumni party, each being more spirited than the preceeding. But no wonder the Tulane Alumni office called this party a "Training". Indeed. Everybody's homework is to go and belt the hullabaloo in front of a mirror until you are television camera-worthy. OK?

Anyways, meanwhile back in Tulsa... I got to meet the SWEETEST and most passionate greenies on the planet. Why is it that the most passionate Greenwave fans are not alumni?

This is a family who have stuck by this team through thin and thinner since the days of Warren Bankston being under center, and who traveled 11 hours to Oklahoma from South Louisiana complete with signs, spirit shakers, and 4.5 hours worth of cheers.

Aren't they fabulous? I loved them!

I chatted with the matriach whom I'll call Delilah. Delilah had a bunch of stories and I wished that I could have sat all night and heard more. Her uncle was a passionate Greenie from back in the days of yore and instilled his passion in all of the family's offspring. So at the game last night was 3 generations of nieces, nephews, and cousins, who all hailed from Hammond and who are devoted to the Greenwave. Delilah shared that her uncle (also not alumni) donated and supported the program his entire life and when she was a little girl, her first memory was getting to go on the field with her autograph book and get Warren Bankston's autograph. Delilah said that the family didn't end up getting enough season tickets this year, but that everybody in the family is going to campus next week anyways just to experience the opening of Yulfogelmevlin. Talking with her warmed my heart.

The highlight of the night - besides Sherman Badie being a complete Bad Ass which I can't wait to see more of - was Devon's poignant half time program.

Devon and his mom were there. Devon wore his jersey and wheeled out to the field at halftime. Tulsa gave him a football signed by the team. In the video he thanked the first responders for saving his life, and he thanked the hospital where he initially stayed, as well as the outpouring of donations and support from the UTulsa community. He asked for continued prayers because he intends to walk again. The Tulsa marching band played the Tulane fight song, and they handed out these face paddles with Devon's picture on the front and the Saints fleur de lis on the back since he was a New Orleans Saint.

Devon also mentioned in a Times Pic interview that he gets more letters of encouragement and support from Tulsans than he does from those in Louisiana. Which is a lapse that I personally will see is corrected. Devon was inspiring and beautiful and I hope that the video of it is made available online because it was a tremendous representation of how awesome our Greenies truly are. GEAUX DEVON, we love you!!!

So next up, I am off to Norman, Oklahoma. We brought Daddy Hullabaloo to Oklahoma for a full weekend of football.

A Football Fest in honor of his birthday if you will. I hope that the game we see on Saturday will erase some of his ire from last night tho. LMAO because Daddy is an OU fan so watching Tulane football for him is like completely foreign. He was still complaining on the way home about some of the play calling and Sweet Baby Jesus our absurd kicking situation.

Did you know Ade Aruna volunteered last week to do kick-offs? When he lined up to kick I was shocked and damn if he wasn't better than anybody who was recruited at that position.

Alright, Alight....my list of favorite plays from the game:

That Charles Jones touchdown where Tanner Lee faked handing it off. OMG genius!!!! More of that please. Makes me forget the trick plays that always skidded sideways under Toledo. Talk about a new era!!

Sherman Badie running it back for the TD and then the 73 yard dash at the end of the game that gave us a flicker of hope for putting the game away. More of that too.

Ade Aruna kicking a touchback. LMAO.

Brandon LeBeau's genius interception. Which was called back due to penalty. Dagnabbit!!

and something that has been nagging me: WHY WERE THE TULSA PLAYERS STANDING IN A SHOWER FOR THEIR VIDEO PROFILES?

So onwards now, and cheers to making new memories at Yulfogelmevlin. Til Sept 6th!

Drinking the Tipsy Tea

I wanted to just go get toe up over at The Boot when I walked in and saw this on Friday.

Like ohhhh emmmmm geeeee.

What's that? This WAS our venue for our annual PreSeason Tea, which me and my gals throw each year before football season. I walked in there 2 days before this year's event and fainted.

Peggy was with me thank Yahweh because I was not going to be responsible for my actions if she hadn't been there to control me.

It was a typical Tulane scenario - nobody knows what's going on anywhere until something hits the fan and then everybody is scrambling to fix it. The office responsible for not notifying anybody this was happening totally stepped up and found us a new venue and got all sorts of concessions worked out since we already had catering lined up and blah blah blah. Thank goodness, because like MrsHullabaloo's wrath is like no joke.

I had been having nightmares for weeks, for weeks - but they were all around the idea that food didn't arrive in time or that I forgot something critical. I even dreamed that Peggy was bouncing people from the tea - vicously, I might add - due to their attire. As a joke, she brought a "fashion citation" pad on Sunday and we laughed about it.

It didn't even cross my mind that the nightmare could be that our venue was flippin caved in.

Anyways, me and my girls are all pretty much Type "A" people (but we follow the Greenwave, so go figure that one out) and we worked ourselves to almost our final breath getting it set up in the new location.

It turned out so fab that society editor Nell Nolan is going to cover it for the New Orleans Advocate!

We were initially having heart palpitations because the RSVPs were coming in like a runaway train and stress doesn't adequately describe our worry.

And another major stresser was donations for our silent auction were just pouring in. We were going to have to display things straight up on top of the floor or something in our original venue.

Everybody in New Orleans is waking up to the fact that we have a college team in New Orleans and so they are all bandwagoning now - good problem to have in the silent auction business.

And lawd have mercy the silent auction. LMAO - we have some serious silent auction shoppers here in New Orleans!

Ladies were parking themselves in front of "their" item and not letting others get to the clipboards! My friend Peach's decorations and centerpieces for the tea were so cute that people wanted to bid on those too.

One of the donors was Sew Much Fun and I had asked her to make me an adult version of her cute baby bubbles with the meanie greenie on it that I love so much. We compromised on a fancy ruffled apron. But people were wanting to bid that sucker right from off my body.

I had found this miniature scale VW van online and didn't realize that it actually had to be assembled and painted, so Peach's son T got that as a little summer project (We take our tablescaping serious around here, there's no child labor laws when it comes to tailgating and tablescaping). Ladies tried to bid on the little volkswagen too!

Anyways, it was fab. Not sure what we can do to top it next year..... But whatever we do I am making these tea sandwiches again because they are now my new favorite thing:

CARROT & MINT TEA SANDWICHES
1 carrot, shredded
1 tbs of chopped fresh mint
2 tbs of raisins
1 tbs of olive oil
1/2 tbs of white vinegar
a dusting of s+p
loaf of good wheat sliced sandwich bread
tub of plain hummus

Mix your veg, add the olive oil, vinegar, taste for s+p. Cut the crusts off the bread slices, slather each side with hummus and put a pinch of the veg mixture between and then I cut into 1.5-2" strips - you get about 3 out. and I ate the random ends as I went along. So that's my secret.

'til Sept 6th y'all!

Time to Getchur Sip On

So it's been forever, I know. For all you lurkers, you may view a photo summary of my daily "Greenwave Goings On" via my instagram. But for those of you who've been patiently waiting... here it is, my latest update - dispatched to you straight from Chateau Hullabaloo!

This past weekend Doctor Hullabaloo and my club of the Funnest Gals in Greenwave Nation TM had our inaugural "Champagne & Shopping Night" at Campus Connection just in time for our inaugural season at Yulfogelmevlin.

It was SO much fun. What a hoot.

So many cute things, it was hard to decide....

Several of us had these cute monogramed shirts made.

And lucky you I even have a recipe to share below, care of a Campus Connection worker bee who gave us this fab tip on what to do with our leftover Verdi Spumanti.

Verdi Spumanti Punch
(or more cleverly know as, The Campus Concoction)
Large Bottle of Verdi Spumanti
One orange (pref blood orange)
3-4 limes
Half a cucumber

Chop up into slices and toss into a drink dispenser, cover with the Verdi. Seal and refrigerate overnight. With any leftover (ha ha, yeah rite!) just strain out the fruit and you can save the verdi punch as long as you can stand it!

Anyways, Coach Hullabaloo and I continue to add entries to our ledger of egregious sins as the worst Tulane fans ever.....

Well, first of all we laughted ourselves silly when it stormed in like biblical proportions when Schott Cowen scheduled his parade for hisself (like omg ha!) and then it had to be cancelled. Awww, quelle dommage!

And then to further highlight our cynical mood, we decided before the baseball season this past spring to not renew our pair of season tickets and instead only purchased one seat. And we were so glad that we did because between Lightgate TM and erratic weather, Tulane changed the dates and times of more games than I can even recall. The changes caused me to be unable to attend a ton of games and Coach Hullabaloo only attended a grand total of 6 games. Moreover, there are some games that I wished I could have unwatched. Mercy, there was some Major Sad Face moments.

At the beginning of the baseball season when we showed a flicker of promise, I was l-o-v-i-n-g the 1-2 punch of Alemais and Carthon in the lineup. But I don't need to rehash for you what ensued when the season got away from us, lawd have mercy. Major Season Silver Lining though: we beat the corndogs in our house, and it was SO much fun to taunt them out in the interwebs afterwards! And then they got knocked out by the Houston Cooters in their own regional. Lulz!

Anyways, we are sad that Coach Jones season and career ended so unceremoniously, and yet at the same time I am VERY excited to welcome Coach Pierce. Sweet Baby Jesus, thank you for whatever we did to deserve his attention! I have even been talking up Coach Pierce to one of my sorority sisters whom I'll call Divine. Divine has 4 little boys and several of them are showing major promise as 2 way hitters or pitchers, and combinations thereof. I just love keeping things in the family.

So if you haven't heard... Fergie Field is coming together. They are still renumbering seats, the hashtag #letsmakewaves on the parking lot wall is typo'd for the world to see, and as of the writing of this blog post we are still unsure about what our tailgating situation will be exactly, BUT I did come up with our themes and so all I need is real estate in an area that is away from the greedy hands of the chirrens of campus so they don't pilfer our food and bevs.

Please note, all of this is subject to change if we play at 11am*

Coach Hullabaloo and I had us some chuckles when they announced the opening game in "eastern" time. Because 4pm eastern sounds so much better than 3pm in the throes of Louisiana heat. How about 8pm London time! It's bound to be a night game somewhere right? ha ha!

Sat Sept 6 Georgia Tech: Peaches&SweetTea. Vidalia onion dip with Sweet Potato Terra chips. Pimento cheese deviled eggs. Arnold palmer jello shots. Peanut hummus. Sweet potato salad. Peach glazed chicken wings. Jefferson Davis pie. Watermelon+Corn salad.

Sat Sept 13 v. SELU: Strawberryganza. Strawberry avocado salsa. Salad with pecans and strawberry vinaigrette. Mini muffalettas. Macque choux. Meat pies with canes dipping sauce. Bloody Mary deviled eggs.

Sat Oct 11 v. UConn: Mystic Pizza. Calzones, flatbread with pizza dip, nutmeg cake, traditional hoagie salad, johnny appleseed bars, clam chowder, cheeseburger sliders.

Fri Oct 31 v. Cincy: Cinncinnati chili mac and trimmings

Sat Nov 15 v. Memphis: Elvis! (Homecoming) fried chicken, ribs, peanut butter and banana blondies, bourbon bacon jam, golden cadillac mac+cheese

Sat Dec 6 v. Temple: Amish Mafia - Ham or Ham salad sandwiches on sour cream rolls, amish potato salad, shoefly pie

See you at Fergie Field!

bottoms up! no alcohol was harmed in this demonstration because this is an empty bottle of what had been sparkling grape juice. so for all you looking at me sideways, chillax.

Any excuse to tablescape

Nothing like living in the middle of the biggest free party in the world.

Much to the relief of some in the Greenwave community, I'm on hiatus from athletics-related activities this weekend to enjoy the gras with Coach Hullabaloo and my family. I am glad I did because apparently we didn't bunt in the 9th inning of the first game against Sacred Heart and dropped the third game in the series, so a meltdown has ensued.

This is the first Mardi Gras in a very long while that Tulane has had multiple float representation (other than TUMB) in any of the parades since Riptide had his own royalty float in Endymion back after the undefeated season. Tulane was in Cleopatra and in Morpheus. Plus my friend Tyrone Power says that his float for the St. Patrick's Parade is going to be Tulane themed as well.

My girl whom I'll call Barbarella rides in Cleopatra and she gave me this TU decorated margarita glass. Glasses were their signature throws. I loved that.

So in the spirit of Mardi Gras, I had to share with the wider world some of my cute parade tablescaping. Mardi Gras tailgating is the most difficult place in the world to do so unless you are fortunate enough to have a private home on the parade route.

Coach Hullabaloo and I took up some free sidewalk real estate, packed a grill and I just had room for my one little table, but I did the best I could.

What do you think?

I found the fleur de lis flag at Wal-Mart and the runner I tossed on top was fabric I picked up and have been hoarding for an appropriate mardi gras opportunity.

I actually liked the idea of re-using old Mardi Gras cups and koozies. You know how obsessed I am with koozies and drinkware, so I am a mardi gras bandit when it comes to koozies thrown from floats. They are my favorite throws. So I like the idea of having various koozies from the various parade krewes.

I also polished off some drink cups I had made for some of Coach Hullabaloo's mardi gras themed birthday parties (He's a february birthday, so he's been lucky enough to have a double whammy some years). And then the queen of olive and blue tailgating here has ample green tableware. You'll notice I had to keep the purple to an absolute minimum.

I love adding these waffle towels from Monogram Express, it's such an easy way to perk up a table. And I find arranging stuff inside a catch all bucket is essential on windy days. And then finish up the little vignette with a couple of sparkly mardi gras tiaras and ta da, you can take a bow.

My original idea was to serve my favorite gluten-free kingcake from Peacebaker, along with my favorite real kingcake that is from Hi Do Bakery (the best in New Orleans. Hands down). However, this crazy thing called gravity happens when you leave a box on top of a car while packing the trunk - eventually somewhere along your route said box will fly off the roof of the car. It's crazy how that happens.

So that's how we ended up with just the gluten free Peacebaker king cake. Which I think was the universe's way of saying I didn't need to cheat and that lent is imminent.

One thing that I love about being a tailgating maven is that I am getting really good at tossing together quick and simple outdoor menus. Last night after the last parade we raced through a Rouse's before they closed, I took a cue from Sandra Lee's semi-home made and picked up stuff for some cheater cheater chicken salad and some cheater cheater cole slaw. Some turkey sausages to toss on the grill with some bell peppers and onions, a pack of rolls, a few bags of healthy-ish chips (yeah, but the Zapps), with a tub of hummus, and I was done at the grocery.

The idea behind the cheater cheater chicken salad is that when you are being lazy and can't cook some fresh chicken from scratch (which really you should because the taste is so much better), you can just glam up store bought chicken salad from the deli section at the store with a few key ingredients.

Cheater Cheater Chicken Salad
a container of store bought chicken salad (I prefer Robért's, but Rouse's was ok)
handful red seedless grapes (or dried cranberries, yum either way), chopped
couple stalks of green onions, chopped
handful chopped walnuts or pecans

Wash and chop the grapes and green onions, chop the pecans and mix thoroughly in the storebought chicken salad. Voila, a riff off of Sonoma Chicken Salad. Using this thought you could throw caution to the wind and instead do a curry chicken salad version by tossing in some curry powder, a small dollop of chutney, green onions, raisins or apples, and cashews.

Cheater Cheater Coleslaw
a package of precut coleslaw (I used the asian version that had kale and broccoli along with cabbage)
couple stalks of green onions, chopped
handful curly parsley (leaves), chopped
mayo, what you like to add
sour cream, smidge
vinegar, smidge
honey mustard, smidge
SUGAR, to taste
salt and pepper, to taste

I love, love, the cole slaw from Houston's so this is their copycat verison. I do the sauce first and get the portions to the taste that I like and then I add it little by little to the veg. In lieu of ruining the veg with a mishap.

So to all my Greenies out there in the world: HAPPY MARDI GRAS! You're a fan of the best college in the world, because like everywhere else it's just a random weekend in March. How sad for everywhere else, right?