Food and fashion do not go well together. In fact, the two are probably mortal enemies.

This dichotomy was always most blatant when the network Bravo's two biggest shows: Project Runway and Top Chef, would be aired back to back.

Top Chef would always have an episode where the chefs would have to make a dish for a Hollywood actress whose diet was very limiting, and they'd react as though they were being water-boarded. It was as if not being allowed to make buffalo wings was making a mockery of their entire profession.

Meanwhile, over on Heidi Klum's turf, there would always be an episode where the designers had to design for "normal" people-size 4's and size 6's or, you know, people who ate buffalo wings-and the contestants would react as though they'd just been murdered and had arrived at the gates of hell. It was as if making clothing for the human equivalent of *not* a hanger was an insult to who they were as artists.

I always thought that if the two shows could come together-a group of wing lovers and a group whose diet was coffee and cigarettes-the entire world would probably implode.

So why then, am I writing a post about late fashion icon Alexander McQueen on a blog called IReallyLikeFood? More Here...

New Orleans is probably the most culturally defiant city in all of America. The accent of the area, the race/heritage of its people, the set-up of the city, its laws, its favorite hobbies, and its favorite foods are unlike any other in the surrounding regions.

It is one of few cities where outdoor drinking is legal, and both male and female (yes, male also...my memories of NOLA nudity are equal opportunity) flashing is encouraged.

Considering this, one could appropriately guess that New Orleans is a city that knows how to party. More Here...