Three King’s Day

Where's the bean?

Friday is the Feast of Epiphany. It is a day that celebrates the three wise men’s visit to the baby Jesus and also remembers his baptism. It’s also called Twelfth Night. Are you recalling Freshman English right now? I am.

Residents of the US Virgin Islands, St. Croix in particular, where it is a public holiday, celebrate with parades and feasts. All shops, businesses and government are closed, some even close half a day before. I know I live in New Hampshire, but my company has an office in St. Croix and I just got the e-mail saying they would be closed for Three King’s Day. And yes, before I looked it up, I thought “What the hell is that? And why don’t I have the day off?”.

This is also the beginning of Mardi Gras in New Orleans. I find it funny that Mardi Gras has Christian roots and it is probably the most un-Christianlike place to be. You know, with all the boobs and beads and such.

Traditionally, Twelfth Night starts with a King’s Cake. Usually colored inpurple, gold and green sugar symbolizing justice, faith and power. It also contains a small trinket, often a small plastic baby, symbolizing the baby Jesus. It also could sometimes contain a bean. Whoever found it was King or Queen for the year. Supposedly giving them special privileges and making them the host of next year’s party.

When I was little, my Memere always made cupcakes, instead of the traditional cake and hid a black-eyed pea in one of them for luck. I remember one year, my grandfather ate the pea and she had to make more cupcakes the next day.

My brother and I always looked forward to that night. I can say this though, whoever did not get the pea was one sorry individual, as the winner would rub it in try to make the others do his/her chores. We could usually drag it out a day or so, but after that all royal treatment was off the table. It turned out to be more of a king for the day type of thing. Sometimes it was over by the ride home depending on how obnoxious your Royal Highness got.

This year, I thought I’d start the tradition again with my kids.

I am not posting a recipe because, I cheated. I used a box. I know, lame. Don’t judge me. It’s been a busy week. I did make my own buttercream which is awesome!

2 sticks unsalted butter, room temperature
4 c. sifted confectioner’s sugar
1 tsp. clear vanilla extract
4 T. heavy cream
1/2 tsp. salt

Mix butter, salt and vanilla until fluffy. Slowly add in sugar, scraping the sides to get all the buttery goodness off, then add the cream to desired consistency. That’s it. Yum! Add color if you want.


About Cluttercafe

Wife to a great guy. Mom to two active, wonderful kids. Full time working woman trying to keep it all together.
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2 Responses to Three King’s Day

  1. Deanna Ziminski says:

    Aww, Lisa, I have FINALLY gotten on here to check your blog! Sandy has mentioned it to me a few times, but I never seem to have time to just browse and enjoy the computer, let alone just time for ME. After reading your post on Three King’s Day, it made me smile. I remember the same fond memories from Mimi and Pepere. I remember parading around the living room with a blanket draped over our shoulders if we were the king or queen. You may be shocked to hear this, but my Dad has continued this tradition every year. When Cade was born he had some adult competition, but soon after, us adults were out and the kids were in. Kiptyn got the bean last year, and Cade got it this year! I love your blog and hope to be back to check it soon! I agree with the need to organize, but I just don’t have the time or energy! I guess I will have to wait until Kiptyn gets a little older and doesn’t need so much of my attention. Good Luck with the office! XOXO

    • cluttercafe says:

      I’m glad it made you smile. You’ll be interested to know that my cat got the bean this year. He may be assassinated soon. Just sayin. Keep coming back. Please forward as well. I’m a comment junkie!

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