Spent three ‘daze’ on Bourbon Street having fun, using a High Times Limp Bizkit interview as an excuse to make Louisiana bayou getaway during April, 2000. Disappointingly, despite sucking down copious amounts of beers plus frozen Margaritas and Hurricanes in the Big Easy’s French Quarters with my wife, former college roommate Bob Conley, and his wife, Bonnie, only average brews by mainstays Abita and Dixie were found.

Loved the alligator stew, seafood, and loose-spirited nature; disliked puke-smelling drunkards. However, if you’re in the French Quarters any time soon, CRESCENT CITY BREWHOUSE supposedly makes fine light-bodied brews.

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