Just back from the French Quarter. It’s wild but well mannered. Everybody’s happy hugging strangers high fiving. No riots, no fires.
I wish my dad was alive to see this. I remember shucking oysters every November in the garage listening to home games with him because we couldn’t afford to go to the games. My folks sacrificed to send my sister and I to Catholic school.
Unbelievable.
Good story.
You ever smoke the oysters on the grill? Yum stuff.
Great to know there was no riots or fires. Never expected it.
Mardi Gras will be extra special this year.