HWMMS never attended a Buffalo Mardi Gras celebration before, so what better time than the present right? My oh my, not only am I older (Hello 40!) but Buffalo is older too. What happened to my fun party city? Sure it’s a TUESDAY. Sure it’s COLD. But, but…I went to this party for years and years and well, this one was pretty snoozefest.

Or maybe I didn’t drink enough? But the parade was teeny tiny and a bit boring

We started early for dinner at Gabe’s…and then headed to Colter Bay. NO ONE CARED ABOUT MARDI GRAS.

And then we went to Frizzy’s (because several of my friends had never visited the photo booth before!) Where you can see…not only did no one care about Mardi Gras, but no one was even really at the bar. Sigh…

Our next step was into the heart of Allentown to Nietzsche’s…and rounds of little orbs of delicious sweet lubricant…

Two more stops for the evening, over to Brick Bar and The Old Pink. HWMMS had a proper tour of my old haunts and they were all filled to the brim with people having lots of fun. By the time HWMMS crashed and told me it was time to leave, I was dancing with friends to Michael Jackson. Hahahaha. Who dances at the Pink? This girl.

Ah Mardi Gras…one of these days I still want to do it proper in NOLA.