Day started out at Johnny's Po Boy Restaurant.
Supposedly a New Orleans mainstay.
There were so many different varietals. My salivas were going crazy.
Sandwiches so big. And so good. And not super expensive.
Nor was the pie.
We walked to Jackson Square. Pretty.
And basically just did a walking tour of the French Quarter.
All that walking was tiring.
So we stopped for some beers...
Then some assbeers...
And finally, hand grenades.
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