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Monday, January 9, 2012

Lucy-Goosey




Lucy's Retired Surfers Bar and Restaurant:
701 Tchoupitoulas St. (CBD/Warehouse District)


 

Reason:    It’s just there and there everyone is. Aka: where to go out before you
                    go out.

Drink:      Request your favorite frozen drink, made on the spot!
Drank:        Purple Rain (Mixture of their Frozen Margarita and Signature Sangria
                  mix)
Drunk:   Eat the Worm! Eat the Scorpion! Pick either and pick your poison to
                  shoot it in! Known to cause dizziness and hallucinations! (I don’t know
                  about all that but I did see a man puke one up whole on the bar. I
                  suppose it’s likely he felt dizzy afterward.)

mindless musings:
December 28th, 2010. The bar where it all started. My second day in NOLA was a frigid Tuesday night and I had just finished attending my first NBA game. It was a victory for the Hornets and a celebratory outing was required. Trust that in New Orleans there is reason to celebrate much less (Sting!) But this night was significant as it marked my first sweet sip of the nectar that was Nola. I can’t tell you I was headed for the Olympics after that first night, but Lucy’s definitely helped me through my formative months of becoming a professional barfly.

So what makes Lucy’s so juicy? On any given Thursday, Friday or Saturday night – Lucy’s is    p-a-c-k-e-d. The crowd is usually full of 21-30 year olds and it is the place to go out and/or start your night if you don’t want to fully commit to particular part of town. Located smack in the middle of the Warehouse District, Lucy’s is the perfect gateway bar to a hopped up night of fun: a tiki-party atmosphere, pumped up play-lists, and lots of good looking members of the opposite sex.

Street party mayhem - Lucy's, Halloween 2011

Due to its popularity, throughout most of the year Lucy’s actually blocks off half of the street running along side of it, thus doubling the bar’s square footage. Yes you will be drinking on the street but thus is your will to remain at Lucy’s – bear with it or move on. It’s too crowded inside to get a drink? It’s too loud to hold a proper conversation? Let’s dance! Lucy’s makeshift dance floor is confined to the long narrow area between the bar and the opposing wall with quite a few tables and chairs strewn about. Thus resulting in a long charade of:
“I am dancing…now I’m walking…is this person dancing with me…no, they’re just walking…walk, dance, walkwalk… where the hell did my friends go”.

Don’t get me wrong, Lucy’s is FUN. You just have to commit to the kind of fun that’s “kind of a hassle but the guys and girls are super sexy so I’ll smile and have lots of fun” kinda fun. Again Lucy’s is best used as a launching point for your night. You will likely leave Lucy’s to go:
a)      find culture in the French Quarter
b)      drunkenness on Bourbon
c)      relative tranquility on Magazine
d)     continue your sexy ways grinding on people at RedEye or the
   Republic.


Choose wisely and enjoy the rest of your night!

“Laissez les bon temps rouler”
          - "That" girl.





Insider Tip: If you’re sick of waiting for a drink at Lucy’s, bounce over to Kangaroo bar to buy a drink to bring back over to Lucy’s. Kangaroo bar doesn’t like the fact that it’s the mistress in your committed relationship with Lucy’s, but the least hott one in the relationship always has to make the concessions. Don’t make a bar your priority when you only have to make it your option.


P.S. Yes, Lucy's is that bar where Drew Brees masterfuly taught his fans how to do the Saints 1-10 chant after they won the superbowl. This is reason enough for Lucy's to hold a special place in most New Orleanian's hearts.

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