I refer to Bourbon Street as the entrance to hell in my Guns & Butter: New Orleans Travel Guide post because it is. To be clear, there's more to New Orleans than Bourbon Street but it's impossible to say New Orleans, let alone go to New Orleans, without thinking of Bourbon Street.
The first time I went to New Orleans was to see Michigan win a bowl game, a rarity. Overwhelmed with Bourbon and bourbon (one being the street, the other being the poison), I didn't make it to the St. Louis No. 1 cemetery.
You think you know New Orleans food and drink? You know nothing!
I didn't need food after my TPOL Down Under trip. I did need something to do since my flight to New York was delayed.