Dat’s Grocery

Dats ended up being our most frequented destination at our recent trip to NOLA. We stayed at an Airbnb close by and we found ourselves constantly walking to Dats for beer, juice, cold medicine, and snacks. They have everything from PBR to some local craft beer. It seemed a little pricey, but for being a hop skip and a jump away, who cares. This is your basic convenient store and that’s exactly what it provided us with… Convenience. Oh, and yeah it’s pretty sketchy sometimes.

Charmingly referred to as «mamas» this place is a spot to grab your coffee or your four loko or your chef boyardee. I go here every day with my roommate.
Tody when I walked in I said,“y’all be taking all of our money! I’m broke!“
The owners son threatened to call the police. Byeeeeee.

If you are an alcoholic with just change in your pocket then this place is for you… you can choose from Mad Dog, Boones Farm, J. Roget, etc etc if it is cheap and gives a wicked hang over they’ll have it. Smokes are significantly more expensive than most places, and food while inexpensive takes longer than many sit down meals. I hit up their poboys a few times during my lunch break to find an average wait time of 20 – 30 minutes… and hot sausage that wasnt hot. Frequent this place solely for convenience and then remember it wont be that convenient.

As stated by other reviewers, it is sketchy. There was a person waiting on their meal order and opened the door for me and another person. Manners, definitely did not expect that. As I was taught, «never judge a book by its cover.»
This visit was quick, as I needed a beverage quick. Would visit again.

fine selection of malt liquors and half pints. cheap poboys and friendly staff and they usually have no problem with you hangin around and drinking in the parking lot. although, there was this one time when Pablo, Adam and I were out by the dumpster drinking that wine like always, when all of a sudden the shop owner and his sons came out the back door dressed in panda bear costumes. they presented themselves to us in a regal curtsy and then proceeded to dance in a way that was both majestic and hypnotic, kind of like tai chi or something. well it WAS chinese new year, so what the hell we just enjoyed ourselves. after they were done and they took their bows me and the gang applauded vigorously, then, seemingly apropos of nothing, they pulled out the cattle prods and begun to tazer the living shit out of us! last thing i remember was crawling down felicity road in my soiled jeans trying to escape. Geez, it seems like my life is more and more like downton abbey every day.

Grocery is stretching it, more like a quicky mart. I was glad to see they stocked all flavors of MD ²⁰⁄₂₀. And they did have a variety of cheap snack foods and lots of beer and cigarettes.
This store is like the last hold out from when this stretch of blocks was so much worse a decade or so ago. I guess it’s an outlier to remind us that while Magazine may have gentrified that if you delve in a few blocks you’re back to super sketchy.
Shout out to all the drunks who were hollering… until they realized we (3 women) were actually going inside the store.

5 stars because clowns will eat me if I give any less.
Seriously, this place is a nightmare — I would never go in if I didn’t work so close. The «clientele» is mostly combination of crack dealers, crack whores, and construction workers who frequent both types of business. Mostly they sell 20– and 40-​ouncers, cigarettes, mysteriously cheap poboys, and an awesome variety of crap including Rap Snacks (see
) and every Little Debbie product known to man.
Disturbingly dank during the summer. Often smells like Raid, which is probably a good thing.