Fat Tuesday is the literal English translation for “Mardi Gras” – the huge festival that New Orleans, Louisiana is famous for. The fun starts on January 6 which is the Twelfth Night Feast of the Epiphany and continue on until the big finale on the day before Ash Wednesday. Fat Tuesday is named such because partying involves eating anything and everything in sight in preparation for the long season of fasting for Christians. Partying continues on until the stroke of Midnight, the official beginning of Lent.
New Orleans isn’t the only city that celebrates Fat Tuesday. Detroit has a lot of fun, every year, on this last day before lent. In Detroit, Fat Tuesday is better known as Paczki Day.
What is a paczki?
A paczki (pronounced “Poonch-key”) is a Polish donut. It uses a richer batter than traditional donuts. These donuts are traditionally filled with raspberry or prune filling although a huge variety of other fillings are now available. Hamtramck, a small Polish city within Detroit, is where the authentic Polish bakeries are located and thousands of metro Detroiters travel to Hamtramck every year on Fat Tuesday to indulge. In Detroit, Fat Tuesday is so named for the oil and shortening found in paczkis that Christian Poles so often give up for Lent.
Paczki Day is a Polish Holiday and was essentially unknown to the greater Detroit area until the 80’s when the media first started covering this day and, more aptly, the yummy Polish treats. Now it seems like everyone is Polish on Paczki Day! It’s become a Detroit tradition, regardless of ethnic origin.
If you want to pick up a dozen paczkis for your family or office, you can get them at any authentic Polish bakery. Don’t be fooled into thinking that the paczkis offered up at your local donut franchise or grocer is the real thing. These aren’t just any jelly-filled donuts. You can put in advance orders with most bakeries. If you wait until Paczki Day to pick up your donuts, be prepared for a possible line!
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Go for it!!! Its only one day a year that you celebrate and eat it. I pigged out yesterday in New Orleans and I weighed myself this morning expecting to gain weight and I actually lost a pound! The extra 800 calories might help you drop a pound or two by tomorrow and besides if you are Catholic you have to fast tomorrow anyway so the extra calories today will even out with the lack of calories you eat tomorrow.
oh jen - you can just not avoid them - they are present throughout all of southeastern michigan... I've already been wished a "Happy Paczki Day" I totally forgot about it - now I have pazcki on the brain! argh! I know, lsu, I should have one, but I've been soooo good with my eating lately (actually, I had a small handful of potato chips, a cheese stick, and an oatmeal cookie at midnight last night after a really good day of small meals of veggies and protein - so I'm already feeling mad at myself - it's kind of like I blew it, so what will a harmless paczki do? NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. - not gonna have one )
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"Fashion can be bought. Style one must possess." ~ Edna Woolman Chase
i say stop fighting! thinking about it and being tempted to fight it is only going to make it worse! i say have one or a bite of one.. and then throw it away. that way you've had your way without going totally nuts. i think it's really important to not think about food all the time.
okay detroit... this may sound corny, but it always worked for me. (i too live in the area, so i know that they are EVERYWHERE). when i would encounter one of those large boxes full of delicious yum in the conference room or at a coworkers desk i would simply approach the box, look inside and just smell them. a long, deep inhale then quickly WALK AWAY FROM THE BOX! it seemed to satisfy me... a nasal sugar high!
I have eaten two . My mom and dad both brought some home. Everywhere you drive for the past week there have been large signs in front of every bakery advertising for them. I just could'nt get away.
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I don’t want no part of your tight-ass country-club, you freak bitch!