Four days

July 28, 2009 in Uncategorized
Tags: bars, countdown, drinks, French Quarter

Four:

I will miss… bar hopping on Frenchmen Street, Uptown, MidCity… This city knows how to drink: Bloody Marys at brunch, mint juleps on a hot afternoon, ice cold seasonal Abita at night while listening to live music. Bars populate the city. Some line up along one street. Others are nestled into neighborhoods. We went to Frenchmen for good live music. (The music here is like the food — it’s abundant and rarely ever bad), Magazine Street to meet people and further uptown to spend a whole night. I had my favorites for each occasion.

I can do without… going out in the French Quarter. Parking sucks. Bourbon Street smells like a week-long frat party the morning after. The drinks are overpriced and you have to watch out for drunk tourists more often than inattentive drivers. During Mardi Gras, a girl sitting on the sidewalk leaned over her fishbowl of red drink and puked on my feet. End of argument.