After a few drinks and a not-particularly-memorable bowl of 3 a.m. ![]() Its name, I can only guess, comes from its ability to separate you from both your sobriety and your goal weight. It wasn’t until our final trip that we were told to order “The Separator,” their signature drink - a delicious alcoholic Frosty topped with whipped cream and a cherry. Situated just a block from Bourbon Street, Good Friends felt like a dream neighborhood hang, a place where you could sit on the balcony sipping strong drinks as early-2000s nostalgia bops blasted from indoors. Our favorite (and thrice visited) was Good Friends Bar. We had a long list of LGBT bars in the “fruit loop” of the French Quarter, and we began making our way down the list. NoLa famously has no open-container laws, and despite my four years at a state school, I still get a rush from carrying a drink in public. We stopped at the first shop that we saw was selling alcoholic Slurpees (admittedly, not difficult to locate) and ordered the biggest frozen hurricanes they sold. While the rowdy French Quarter is, understandably, some peoples’ personal hellscape, to Scott and I, it was actually a blast.
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