There is this place out in the swamp east of Holloway, LA. Holloway is a crossroads, and not much of one. One red light, one gas station, a Dollar General, a Family Dollar, and a Sheriff's substation.
A couple of miles east of Holloway, is a little drive-in restaurant. The locals call it AW's, because the fellow who built it was AW. The sign out front said AW's Drive In, but AW retired, and a storm blew the AW off the sign, so now it's just Drive-In. It's a place where you order from outside the building through a little sliding window. They have an indoor dining room, and picnic tables outside. I personally know that someone has ben cooking there since the '60s.
Belle sent me to AWs today to get a couple of fish plates. We called the order in, and I knew it would be ready when I got there. As I drove up, I noticed a fellow looking at the big menu in the window, so I asked him, "First time here?"
"Yeah," he replied, "First time in Louisiana. I live in Maine."
"Well, it's all good." I waved at the menu. "What brings you to Louisiana?"
"Visiting my brother," says he. "He's stationed at Fort Polk, near Leesville.."
As I was paying the gal for the fish plates, the fellow asks. "Is it always this hot here?"
"In July and August it is." I gathered our lunches and wished him a good day.
As I type this, he should be getting close to his brother. I hope that the heat doesn't injure him. Outside right now, it's a balmy 95F with a heat index of 110.