On the side of the highway, between Jonesville and Ferriday was joint called the Shack or something like that. They got their deep water craws from Black River and a plate piled high was like $2.50. It came with corn on the cob, onions and cornbread.
I started going in their with my uncles when I was maybe 11 or 12. First time I went in there, the lady who owned place brought me a childs portion. After she saw me peel a few, she brought me the rest of them.
She would bring out two bowls of dip, one pink and one almost brown. Then she would ask you in French which one you wanted. If you didn't answer in French, you got the pink. About the second year I started going in their, she would bring my uncles and I a cold Jax beer. Never asked, just started doing it. Nobody said a word and the price never changed. We would eat there every time we went to the swamp camp and usually on the way out we drop off a mess of squirrels or ducks.
Place burned down back in the '60's. I'll bet the smell of it burning had people drooling ten miles away.
I started going in their with my uncles when I was maybe 11 or 12. First time I went in there, the lady who owned place brought me a childs portion. After she saw me peel a few, she brought me the rest of them.
She would bring out two bowls of dip, one pink and one almost brown. Then she would ask you in French which one you wanted. If you didn't answer in French, you got the pink. About the second year I started going in their, she would bring my uncles and I a cold Jax beer. Never asked, just started doing it. Nobody said a word and the price never changed. We would eat there every time we went to the swamp camp and usually on the way out we drop off a mess of squirrels or ducks.
Place burned down back in the '60's. I'll bet the smell of it burning had people drooling ten miles away.