Never expected to be gone this long, but mayo is back after extreme adversity the last seven days. Back for RB&R Day 69, the greatest tradition in the world. In case you’ve missed the last few, here, a list.
The electricity just came back on last night and I didn’t even have time to get my shit together for this iconic day. Rode out a full blown CAT 4 in New Orleans and now it’s right back to routine. Sweated my soul out.
That’s all before I tell ya that I tweeted at Stormy Daniels the other night in regards of the 69th tradition practice in a row.
It just seemed like a fit on RB&R Day 69. She’s in town helping out the community running essentials back and forth 16 hours a day. Never thought for a lemon haze bong bowl second that she’d respond with interest.
Fast the fuck forward…
I gotta always remember I’m here for a fucking reason, no limits on this tradition. No ceilings either, all of it.
Idk how much more iconic red beans can get and how any common man could hold his nuts together standing next to Stormy, so I just did what the fuck I could. She’s funnier than me brah and better on camera.
The spot: Oceana Grill
- Bourbon Street
- $16.00 for a huge bowl
- Nice folks, real nice folks when they saw Stormy in the flesh at their establishment. SHOUT OUT to the owner of the place he seemed like a chill ass bro.
Also, it ain’t Barbie Ducks.
Ima fucking space cadet.
The common folks approve. Stormy out here doing legendary shit and the people gotta know. I don’t give a mothafuck what ya political opinion is on this matter ya can take it and shove it in grandma’s mailbox. Takes a genuine human to do what she did today for the holders.
Not top ten
Ya would’ve heard more speculation, however the beans are that creamy Popeye’s like taste. I like that, but I don’t love that. The vibe was dope, tons of space, and the lady who was serving me Abita Ambers was a good conversation. Hard to beat 68 other plates and this one falls somewhere in the middle. Tradition continues to thrive.