The wait for a table was 20 minutes, but I could get seated immediately at the counter.
They paid their checks and left. When I asked for my bill minutes later, the waiter told me my two neighbors at the counter had already picked up my tab.
Maybe I looked older and more decrepit than usual that day. But I like to think what happened at Stanley's was an example of how "Big Easy" residents practice the "Kindness Boomerang."