My San Francisco partner in crime was in desperate need of a quick getaway from that 9 to 5 life, so we mulled over a few destinations until we landed on New Orleans. For better or worse, we decided on staying in the drunken heart of the French Quarter.
The southern charm is real. While we managed to escape the touristy French Quarter for a few nights, we really didn’t mind being amidst all the chaos. Our first night was spent bar hopping down Bourbon Street, sipping on hurricanes and people watching. All aboard the struggle bus!
I’m a huge fan of the different Spanish, French and gothic architectural styles mishmashed from building to building. Jackson Square next to the Mississippi River is very quaint, and enjoying a cafe au lait along with a couple of beignets at nearby Café du Monde is a must.
- Killer PoBoys
- Acme Oyster House
- The Gumbo Shop
- Café du Monde
- Cochon Restaurant
I’m happy to finally cross New Orleans off the list and experience that genuine Southern hospitality for myself. Whether it’s learning about our sobering history at the newly expanded World War II Museum or enjoying pool-side sazeracs, there’s definitely plenty to eat, drink and see. Laissez les bons temps rouler!