Cajun Fast Food!
When Don and I drive from Houston to New Orleans, we make sure to take a break from interstate driving, with an off the road lunch. Rocket Drive was our pick a while back.
I'm not sure about the spelling of Inn? It made me hope they had some cottages in the back, so I could double up and write a 90-Notable Night blog as well.
It's good they had this snazzy rocket aimed over the road.
We could have easily missed our stop, since the sign was small and the drive in was hard to see through the parked cars and trucks.
Finding a Spot
So we turned in, right across from a funeral home parking lot.
There were big shade trees, but the patio seating was under the big roof, with the cars.
A Crowd at 11
There were a lot of people for 11 am on a weekday.
You can't see them all, because quite a few were sitting in vehicles, eating their lunches.
Right off, I loved the red wooden tables.
I hoped the locals wouldn't mind sharing one with us if it got more crowded. The people ordering and eating were mostly workmen at first.
There were so many things to read on the window, besides the menu that was painted on. I was having a hard time taking it all in when Kelsie greeted me with a big smile.
I asked what she liked and she said I'd probably like the pistolettes, which are deep fried rolls, stuffed with crawfish. She said she liked them and she was picky. I placed my order and she hollered it back, then called out a number to the tables.
I had a hard time hearing over the traffic and eagerly went up twice to find out I was wrong. The last time I actually tried to grab someone else's bag and a sweet woman with a cane chuckled about my enthusiasm. Donna, the sweet woman sat near Don and me while she waited for her order.
She reminisced about coming to the Drive Inn when she was a girl. I think she said the name had once been Bulldog Den. She pointed to where the grade school and high school had once been. Then she pointed the other way, where Grandmother's house used to sit.
Then we both laughed at Kelsie's voice hollering a number out the window.
"She's going to lose her voice by the end of the day. She needs a megaphone!"
We spread out our feast on the worn red table.
Don's burger was pretty much what you'd expect from a burger, cooked at a diner on a gas grill.
My pistolette was a tad on the rich side. Maybe it was just my greasy combo choice. The broccoli bites tasted like deep fried broccoli-cheese casserole.
I happen to love that kind of green and orange, soupy casserole, so I'm not complaining too much. But there was no way I could eat all that fried goodness.
Next time, I think I'll skip the Cajun and go for the stuff drive-ins are known for... a banana malt or a root beer frosti, maybe!
The Dining Blog
This is a blog about Dining Adventures. Sometimes, I talk about food. Below, you can read how this started.
On July 4th 2011, I set a goal to try 50 culturally diverse restaurants in one year! (I knew that was possible, living in the Houston area) I spent the year pulling in friends and family to join me, on some unusual dining adventures. I met some curious people, tried some scary foods and explored places and cultures I never would have otherwise. Even though I met my goal, I learned too much to end my adventures in dining. I have continued blogging about memorable dining adventures of all kinds, near and far... and all the discoveries and funny things I've learned along the way!
Locations and types of dining adventures, are listed further down.