Interesting. I remember going there in high school and stealing their hurricane glasses, only to have them confiscated by the cops for carrying a beverage made of glass. At any rate, I went in with a lit cigar, and they wouldn't let me in. I seriously doubt the maitre'd would swim through the swarms of drunkards just to tell you to put your cigar out.
Those crazy differences between Louisianians and Texans, you know.






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