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I thought I’d make a King Cake for Mardi Gras. It’s like a giant cinnamon roll stuffed with praline, twisted in a ring, doused in a bourbon glaze, and dusted with colored sugar.  Yep, there’s a reason you eat this on Fat Tuesday. Tomorrow, I will repent, but tonight, I feast on King Cake.

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Traditionally, there’s a Baby Jesus baked into the cake and the person who gets it hosts the party next year. I was fresh out of Baby Jesuses, so I used a pecan half. Laissez les bon temps rouler!