At the end of a long hard work week we finally got to blow off a little steam at the Revolution Social Aid and Pleasure Club second line this past Sunday.
This year’s theme was “One Monkey Don’t Stop No Show,” odd in that that phrase has long been in effect at Scrumptious Chef headquarters, first in Texas, and now in Louisiana.
The route this year was several miles long so we decided to jump on the parade at Groove Town Bar up on AP Tureaud.
The bar was jumping but the real party was right outside the door where dozens of food and liquor vendors had set up roaming stations where you could buy barbecue pork chop plates and Jungle Juice cocktails.
We first got acquainted with Jungle Juice at the Wing Stop on Claiborne Avenue. For the uninitiated this elixir is mainly Hi-C or another type of red juice fortified with plenty Everclear or 151 proof rum.
We always keep a big jug of the stuff in the fridge at Scrumptious HQ so that when times get tough we can recalibrate with a few stiff glugs.
Even though the parade route still had dozens of blocks left in it, the corner of Galvez and AP Tureaud turned into a giant dance party as the procession ground to a halt so attendees could wildly get down for a few minutes.
Dancing on the hot New Orleans asphalt with a solo cup of Jungle Juice is one of our favorite ways to spend the Sabbath.
There were dozens of police officers nearby to make sure nobody spilled a drink or to see if anyone needed any assistance in getting down.
Revolution Social Aid and Pleasure Club Second Line was one of the biggest, best attended parades we’ve been to all year long.
There is no city in the US that can throw a party like New Orleans,Louisiana.
After 15 minutes of hard juking, the parade began to roll again.
This year’s affair was a tribute to Sugar Slim and the Gold Nugget Jumpers.
We go to as many second lines as possible and Revolution Social Aid and Pleasure Club was one of the biggest, best attended ones.
We ran by the new Sydney’s Saloon (it’s no longer owned by Kermit Ruffins) and hung out for a few minutes before the sound of hot brass let us know that Revolution Social Aid and Pleasure Club was about to make the scene.
We raced up Saint Bernard just as the lead wave of dancers rounded the corner from Claiborne Avenue.
After a thirty minute dance party on the hot blacktop we adjourned inside Circle Food Store to lay in some turnip greens and neckbones for a post second line feast.
Revolution Social Aid and Pleasure Club second line was over, at least for us, we threaded our way through the crowd which had swelled to thousands and began making our way back home to the Bywater.