I hope I’m not dating myself here, but I remember when I was little and we would go to the A&W Drive-In to eat dinner. Those were special times when going out to eat happened like once a month or something. It meant you got a night off of liver and onions, or hamburger carrot hotdish, or creamed peas and tuna over toast. (Sorry Mom!) Not like today when take out is a daily occurrence and eating at home means microwaving something found in the freezer. Drive-ins were unique in that you actually pulled your car up to a menu on a pole,
Then if you forgot to ask for something you could push the button again and the server would magically reappear.
If you didn’t have a car, or were on bike or something, you could always go inside and order at the counter.
Until last summer, there was one A&W drive-in remaining in my vicinity. It was quite popular too. Old people (not referring to myself) went there because it made them feel young again and young people dragged their parents there, especially after soccer and baseball games because entire teams would meet up to celebrate a victory or commiserate a loss. So it was with great sadness and trepidation when a rival hamburger joint slash custard shop which I am not going to name here