Next to the Rose Parade, New Orlean's Mardi Gras is something I would definitely take a stab at. Any party animal would agree on me on this. I'm imagining myself grooving and dancing along with every marching band that came through the place, probably wearing a glittery green mask, and jumping for beads doled out by the Krewe of Morpheus. But sad to say, I had to earn my US Visa for that.
Mardi Gras, also known as Fat Tuesday, happens to fall on Feb. 17, this year. I guess I have to try my luck again next year, however, apart from reliving the wild street party, the glorious food of Bourbon Street is something I would also be dying to try.
It was so timely that someone invited me to try out Gumbo. I was so glad to make that trip to Megamall that day because I was reacquainted with the resto. I can't really remember how long it was when I dined at Gumbo in Mall of Asia. So, it was like seeing Gumbo in a whole new light.
