Hiding out in the French Quarter
Since I had paid to park all day for jury duty and I got out just before I had to get home for a call, I walked over to get some lunch at Italian Barrel, my favorite Italian restaurant possibly in the United States. It’s right across from the Mint and it’s owned and cheffed (is that a word?) by a woman from Verona. Sitting at the bar was Pell James, who until she left…