I'm Jewish, so Fat Tuesday was never anything but a holiday to me. I knew that it kicked off Lent, but seeing as I'm not supposed to give anything up for the next forty days (instead, I'll spend a week in April when God puts me on the Atkins Diet), the significance of the holiday that many of us will celebrate tonight (pass the beads, please!) has always been lost on me. As has the meaning of its name.
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