We started driving west towards the Garden District and finally found the only joint open for food in the whole area, "Slim Goodies," and a line was forming to get in. We parked, stowed our gear, and dodged traffic to get across the street. We waited on line for a few minutes when a lady yelled from behind the kitchen counter deep inside, "Grab a seat anywhere! Clean the table! And if you can't find a seat, then make new friends and join 'em!" It turns out she was the owner, Kappa Horn, and she was great.