Hey me and Ray have something in common...I too went to Dooky Chase to get something to eat. Morning after Fat Tuesday in 1999 as a Marine stationed in Biloxi. And I looked like shit run over 3-4 times lmao. But that buffet and about three bowls of gumbo eased me and my Marine brothas right back on the I-10 back to the AFB where we were at. RIP Miss Leah Chase...an angel on Earth.