"Cycling back to the city on Esplanade Avenue, a leafy street packed with Federal townhouses and Spanish colonial mansions, I rode past a high school where a marching band was practicing on the sidewalk. Leading it was a corpulent boy, shimmying and twerking as if he were possessed, with enough flair and mock hair-flicking to put Beyonce to shame. In New Orleans, it turns out, partying and exercising can be the same thing."
— Chaney Kwak, in a Washington Post story about his attempts to find healthy food on a trip to New Orleans. Kwak ended up eating at Raw Republic, Dominique's on Magazine Street and Satsuma Cafe on Dauphine Street, as well as doing yoga on Freret Street and biking through New Orleans City Park.