10 Things I Learned While in New Orleans
- In my humble opinion, ACME has the best Po Boys. Anywhere.
- If you’re trying to act like a regular, don’t ask for beignets at Café du Monde. Ask for an order.
- The St. Charles Streetcar is NOT a trolley. It’s a streetcar. Forget this at your own peril.
- Locals hate it when you call pralines, PRAYleens. They use the PRAWleen pronunciation.
- Opening your wallet in front of the street performers induces a swarm.
- If someone tells you that for $5 they can tell you where you got your shoes, just walk away. (Or if you’re feeling exceptionally confident, tell that someone that you “got your shoes” on whatever street you happen to be treading at the time.)
- The Hurricanes on Bourbon Street have NOTHING on the Hand Grenades. Just sayin’.
- If you’re shopping at the flea market in the French Quarter, don’t forget to barter.
- A world of hurt can be found at the bottom of a 32 oz frozen mango margarita when coupled with Big Easy’s complimentary shot.
- At Harrah’s, the House always wins.
