Travel, We Are Adventuring: World Food

New Orleans in Instagram

I think Instagram posts are going to become a regular post-trip fixture around these parts, gang. I just really love Instagram (even though right now it keeps crashing on my Samsung Galaxy Ace and pissing the shit out of me, but I mostly blame this terribly phone for that).

2d8161da1d8b11e3abce22000a1f96d4_7Behind the counter at Clover Grill, a 24hr diner on Bourbon Street. Their tagline is “Because food simply tastes better after midnight” which is something I wholeheartedly agree with.

79826a941d8511e3979522000a9f309d_7 (1)I love the flickering gas lights that cast eerie shadows against the houses and illuminate the city streets in New Orleans. They’re so spooky and gothic.

d3bf7ce61d8911e3b03722000a1fc75a_7Oh ho ho, yes, that little strumpet is a vegetarian po boy. When I get around to posting the Ba Chi Canteen food porn pics, your taste buds will blue ball so hard you’ll have to eat something delicious in a frenzy of gastronomic masturbation. This is a sweet chilli tofu po boy – a vegetarian po boy! I can’t believe it’s taken me three vegetarian New Orleans trips to discover a place that slings a decent vegetarian po boy.

f3c48bc41d8b11e38d1822000a1f8cf0_7Oak Alley Plantation – as seen on Interview with the Vampire, one of my favourite films set in New Orleans. I feel like I need to apologise to Nisha for the filter I used here because I didn’t notice it made her look a bit jaundiced. You are a beautiful dandelion, Nisha.

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Awesome neon on Bourbon Street. According to the internet, “gumbo ya ya” means “everyone talking at once”, but I always thought it was a Cajun term for gossip or folk stories. Anyone know the true meaning and care to share?

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The wrought iron balconies are awesome. I believe this is an example of the Spanish-style ironwork dotted throughout the city, but I may well be wrong because I was never without a drink in my hand.

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This lil dude hung out with us on Nisha’s porch for a couple of hours before Napoleon, Nisha’s dog as opposed to the dead military leader, almost trod on him. I scooped him up and held him for 20 glorious seconds before he did a tiny frightened froggy wiggle and I had to let him go. I am so proud of this photo. Please admire his dignified froggy face in an awed silence.

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Late night beignets and iced coffees at Cafรฉ du Monde. Look at all that sugar and check out Smokin’ Tofu’s take on the iconic coffee house here

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It rained on my last day in New Orleans, but between showers Nisha and I nipped into the Saint Louis No. 1 Cemetery for a mooch between the crumbling tombs.

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Road trippin’ back to New Orleans from the bayou. My legs are absolutely polka dotted with mosquito bites after an ill-advised late night jaunt to the swamps. Terrible fucking idea.

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