Sadly, I found one right after this. I ran into the crowd, threw my jacket into some trash pulled my do-rag off my belt and threw it on my head and was able to get past the police enough to jump into a restaurant.
The funny thing was, I ended up telling the server that worked there I just needed to hide for a minute from the police and he asked if I killed someone and said “Nope, Just peed in the alley”. Dude just told me I should have come in here, and to sit tight and order food. And that’s when I realized I didn’t have any cash.
He ended up paying for my food. It was a place called the Clover Grill…they cook their hamburgers under trashcan lids that look like they were used! Best greasy spoon in the world, IMHO. Ended up hitting that place for the rest of the week and I’ve gone back every time I’ve hit NOLA. Haven’t been back since Katrina…I hope the place is still in existence.
