I didn’t have enough space to include the one with the BBQ wings & Ghetto Punch. some other time maybe. I feel privileged to have had such an opportunity to visit a city with so much character.
I thank the people of NO from the bottom of my heart for the conversations I had with Tyrone and “Elmo” on the corner of the Walgreen’s on St. Claude. “Whatchu takin’ pictures of that graffiti for?”
To the woman who cried when I gave her my last Chesterfield.. “Karma’s gonna pay you back on that one honey, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm..”
To Mr. Gosa for chopping it up with me, putting up with my awkward staring out the window at the BBQ joint and art-fag roller paintings.
To the woman at the Home Depot on Claiborne who never caught on to the dollar scam, then waved at me and wished me a happy day. I kid you not, A HAPPY DAY.
