and to a restaurant that came highly recommended: Jacques-Imo's.
I kid you not, we waited 2 1/2 hours for a table, seriously! We'd heard it was worth it so we stuck around, but I'm not going to lie, by the time our name was called, I was going seriously postal. I was so blood sugar crabby, if I had been a gun-wielding gal, there could have been some trouble. Luckily, we had plenty to keep our attention during the heinous wait. There was a drunk old guy "Grandpa Boogie" out front reading people's tarot cards that kept us quite entertained. We bought him a drink as a thank-you, and sadly, I don't think he recognized us after our dinner. Drunk much?
The other thing that kept us entertained was the actual table outside the restaurant in a spray-painted truck. We played on it for a while, kinda fun! Or maybe that was the hunger talking.
I have to say, as bitchy as I felt at the end of the 2 1/2 hours, it really WAS worth the wait, that was truly some of the best grub I've EVER had. The food was delicious!!!!! Our appetizer was, no joke, an alligator shrimp sausage cheesecake...sounds disgusting, but it was creamy cajun spicy goodness...slurp! I had a blackened redfish and fried green tomatoes. Wowza.
After that, we had to work off our fatty food so we headed to the Rock N Bowl for live music and...well...bowling! Unfortunately no lanes were open, that place was jamming, but we did get to dance and watch the famous Kermit Ruffins...he was great!
The next morning we grubbed at a greasy spoon diner called the Clover Grill. Truly some of the best biscuits and grits I've ever had, served in perfection by the grumpiest waiter ever, but somehow, it just all worked.
With full bellies (again, turning out to be quite the theme of this trip), we headed off for more fun.
And promptly followed by....wait for it...more food! Mufalattas at the Central Grocery...delicious and again, worth the wait in line.
Mufalattas are amazing, but that sat like a lump in my belly. Time to go walk around the park.
And sit on a sheep just for fun.
Now, back to the serious business of bloody mary touring. Next stop: the fun Carousel Bar. It actually rotates and has the original "guts" of an actual carousel from back in the day. Lots of fun for a few rotations (and 2 bloody mary's) but after that, enough! I'm about to barf, let me off this thing!
And THEN, I was so excited, we got to see a parade! Randomly (who knew there were so many Italians in Louisiana?) there was an Italian-American parade, and it was fantastic. Lots of red, white and green beads, guidos galore, and adorable little Italian girls in white dresses...the parade went on forever and ever.
Apparently, Italians like blonds, who knew? My goodies kept multiplying, and I SWEAR, Mom and Dad, that no boobs were shown! I did have to give a lot of cheek smooches, though, but it was all worth it.
By the end I was bogged down with beads and schwag, it was so much fun!
With full bellies (again, turning out to be quite the theme of this trip), we headed off for more fun.
And promptly followed by....wait for it...more food! Mufalattas at the Central Grocery...delicious and again, worth the wait in line.
Mufalattas are amazing, but that sat like a lump in my belly. Time to go walk around the park.
And sit on a sheep just for fun.
Now, back to the serious business of bloody mary touring. Next stop: the fun Carousel Bar. It actually rotates and has the original "guts" of an actual carousel from back in the day. Lots of fun for a few rotations (and 2 bloody mary's) but after that, enough! I'm about to barf, let me off this thing!
And THEN, I was so excited, we got to see a parade! Randomly (who knew there were so many Italians in Louisiana?) there was an Italian-American parade, and it was fantastic. Lots of red, white and green beads, guidos galore, and adorable little Italian girls in white dresses...the parade went on forever and ever.
Apparently, Italians like blonds, who knew? My goodies kept multiplying, and I SWEAR, Mom and Dad, that no boobs were shown! I did have to give a lot of cheek smooches, though, but it was all worth it.
By the end I was bogged down with beads and schwag, it was so much fun!
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