New Orleans has been roasting under a broiler. To quote a woman interviewed on a local TV station to describe a conflagration: “It was raging like the devil in heat!”
Yesterday the temperature rose to 100° (46°C), heat index 116° (46°C). But not even such intense heat can wilt the irrepressible humor of the denizens of The Big Easy.
Here are some of NOLA’s responses to Johnny Carson’s immortal query: “How hot is it, you ask?”
Melting point in the Marigny . . .
How do you really know it’s way hot? By the condensation on the windows inside the Starbucks on Maple Street . . .
But Moo-MOO, the beloved lady cat of Freret Street, always knows where to find a cool, shady spot for a nap . . .
All photos by Camille Martin
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