No, this is not a KISS concert. A thing to do in New Orleans during the hottest days and nights of summertime is to go get a snowball (sno-cones on steroids). They are sold all over, and come in a host of delicious flavors, and the ice is shaved as fine as real snow. My wife's unnamed (but playful) sister here just finished a spearmint snowball. Her tell-tale tongue is the dead giveaway of the flavor. Me, I like chocolate cream or nectar cream best.