Last year, I went to Mardi Gras 18 weeks pregnant with my little baby boo. So last year, we vowed that we would go back so I could enjoy it — the adult way.
When we first got there, we of course, were starving. We hit up Parran’s Po’Boys in Metairie — and we split a roast beef po’boy and a fried shrimp po’boy, and I was IN HEAVEN. It was so good – and the sad part was, I couldn’t even finish it. But I really wanted to.
After that, we went and checked into the hotel, then walked down to the French Quarter. It was unbelievably packed out, and we were on the hunt for a banana daiquiri. If you’ve been around this blog for a bit, you know I’d probably knock someone out for a banana daiquiri, because they are that good. We finally found one, and I was one happy little girl. After the quarter, we headed back to the hotel and waited on L and her boy to come and pick us up to head to the parade route.
We got a bomb ass spot right behind a barricade on St. Charles right in front of Superior. We had some celebratory champagne, beers and watched the Orpheus and Proteus parades. It was an amazing time, and we got to finish off the night with BBQ shrimp at Pascal’s.
The next morning we got up super early, got dressed up (because, duh, it’s Mardi Gras and you must masque), and then hit St. Charles for Zulu and Rex. Lucky for us, we parked right in front of a bar where we could duck in to get warm and drink hot toddies. After the parades (REX WAS AMAZING Y’ALL!), we went back to touch up our costumes, make some go drinks, and headed again to the Quarter. B and I dressed up as a father and a nun – and while we were watching an impromptu walking parade, we were invited to join in! It was so much fun!! After our walk down Bourbon, we hit up Port of Call ( GO HERE FOR BURGERS IF YOU’RE EVER IN NOLA), got some monsoons (super strong drink), and walked back to the hotel via the Riverwalk. We got some food, went back to the hotel, took a nap, woke up, talked for a little bit and fell back asleep. The next morning, we got up super early, hit up District Donuts for coffee and donuts, and missed our baby boo so much, that we headed back right after that.
I can’t wait to get to take Sheffield to Mardi Gras — despite popular opinion, Mardi Gras is actually very family friendly, and the guys on the floats love throwing things to them. And if you ever get a chance to go, you definitely should too!!