February 13, 2013
Port of Call
838 Esplanade
The place:
The burger dive that sits just on the edge of the French Quarter can't stop winning awards for their burgers. And we can’t stop eating them.
Cheeseburger
Cameron's take:
Stacked high with shredded cheddar and served alongside a baked potato (fries are for chumps) this burger disposed of my hangover faster than any medicine could.
Nick’s take:
Sadly, my hangover was of a more persistent variety, and I missed this one, tucked up in bed instead with yet another carton of Brothers’ Fried Chicken. I’m…I’m not proud of it.
The Superdome
1500 Poydras St
The place:
A monumentally enormous arena prone to large sporting events, meme-friendly halftime shows and lengthy blackouts.
The food:
Hot Dog
Cameron's take:
Of all the hot dogs at stadiums across the country, this one probably falls, well, right in the middle, if we’re honest.
Nick's take:
You have to eat something at the game, right?
Maxim Mardi Gras: We Take You To Bourbon Street
The Girls of Mardi Gras
838 Esplanade
The place:
The burger dive that sits just on the edge of the French Quarter can't stop winning awards for their burgers. And we can’t stop eating them.
Cheeseburger
Cameron's take:
Stacked high with shredded cheddar and served alongside a baked potato (fries are for chumps) this burger disposed of my hangover faster than any medicine could.
Nick’s take:
Sadly, my hangover was of a more persistent variety, and I missed this one, tucked up in bed instead with yet another carton of Brothers’ Fried Chicken. I’m…I’m not proud of it.
The Superdome
1500 Poydras St
The place:
A monumentally enormous arena prone to large sporting events, meme-friendly halftime shows and lengthy blackouts.
The food:
Hot Dog
Cameron's take:
Of all the hot dogs at stadiums across the country, this one probably falls, well, right in the middle, if we’re honest.
Nick's take:
You have to eat something at the game, right?
Maxim Mardi Gras: We Take You To Bourbon Street
The Girls of Mardi Gras