Uncle Henry (pictured here in a 2010 Lagniappe cover) recently celebrated his birthday with friends and family at The Royal Knight. Happy Birthday, Uncle Henry!


Laissez les bon temps rouler! Yes, Carnival has officially begun. Yeah, I know we haven’t had any parades yet but the parties have started and that’s good enough for the Boozester to declare misrule. So grab yourself a piece of King Cake or a MoonPie and nibble along with this week’s oh-so-tasty gossip.

The good times are rolling

On Saturday, Jan. 5, the city celebrated Twelfth Night, the official end to the Christmas season and beginning of Carnival. And I don’t know if it’s just me or not, but it seems like more people celebrated Twelfth Night this year than ever before. Many of the downtown bars even concocted specialty cocktails and served King Cake, since Twelfth Night is the first night you are technically supposed to eat it. I’m not sure what happens if you eat it before. You probably get arrested.

Anyway, I hear there was quite the Twelfth Night celebration at Cotton Hall. The Lord and Lady of Misrule were presented and revelry ensued. And let’s just say plenty of misrule was observed by my spies, who were not able to provide much detail as they were sworn to secrecy about the details of the event. But I can tell you fire was involved at some point, and I’m told lots and lots of dancing. Sounds like a good time to me!

Happy Birthday to you!

One of Mobile’s favorite talk radio hosts and most lovable curmudgeons, Uncle Henry, was surprised by friends, family and coworkers last weekend at The Royal Knight to celebrate his birthday. We are not sure which birthday he was celebrating but Boozie is guessing 70 or 80. (Just kidding, Unc!) WKSJ’s Dan Brennan and Shelby Mitchell were on hand to wish him well, as was WPMI’s Darwin Singleton.

We are told he, of course, had a University of Alabama-themed cake and partygoers wore bracelets that had the word “Bacon” printed on them. My spy said Uncle Henry, a man who is paid to talk incessantly, was genuinely surprised and for once was speechless. No word on if anyone gave him his birthday spanking, though his beloved Alabama Crimson Tide certainly got that Monday night.  

Happy Birthday, Uncle Henry! We hope you have many more!

Well kids, that’s all I got this week. Just remember, whether rain or shine, dramatic or scandalous or some plain ol’ Uncle Henry lovin’, I will be there. Ciao!