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Sunday we went to Grand-Mommy's church. She goes to First Baptist.
Daddy went there when he was little, and he and Mommy got married there by Roy Barnes. He was there Sunday, too. (Not that communist Roy Barnes from Georgia!)
This Roy Barnes was a charter member of the CenturyMen.
He's second from the right on the back row.
Sunday was Harvest Day, so a lot of people who used to go to church there but have moved away or now go to another church come back for a special day and dinner on the grounds.
Daddy said the very first one they had was when he was about 10 or 11, and was called Loyalty Day back then. It was a 'real' dinner on the grounds because everyone made something and brought it to church. There were about 1,000 people there, and they set up tables outside under the trees and everyone ate in the shade and had a rockin' good time eating and spinnin' yarns and drinkin' tea and such!
There were tables filled with cakes and pies, and about every kind of fried chicken there is. Some people brought hams or roast beef, and others had potato salad and green beans and creamed, boiled, mashed and twice-baked potatoes. There was six or eight different kinds of corn, butter beans, peas and other delicious vegetables like broccoli and asparagus.
The preacher had asked that all the ladies in the church that knew how to cook should please bring something. He said all the others should bring casseroles! And, boy, did they! There must have been three or four full tables of nothing but casseroles!
And then there was bread! Cornbread, muffins, rolls, loaves, and biscuits! There were even biscuits that already had ham in them! It was the best ever! A true feast of dinner on the grounds!
People that had moved away or were going to another church in town were thinking about moving home or transferring their letters back! Somebody should have thought to have an altar call right after that meal because there was sure to have been a few ready to be saved or rededicated!
That year it was such a success they decided to do it every year after that, um, but with a small change.
The next year NOBODY brought any food.
Somebody had a brilliant idea!
They said, "Let's get it all catered by Kentucky Fried Chicken! That way we wont have to be bothered with all that cooking and having to decide whether to eat ham or chicken or turkey!"
Another person slapped him on the back and said, "By jingy! That there's a splendid idea. That way our women wont have to be doing all that cooking and taking time away from all their chores at home! Yes sir! That yonder is one mighty fine idea, brother!"
So they all took a vote, and that's what they did, and the next year we all got a little box from the Colonel with a breast and a wing, cole slaw, mashed potatoes, and a biscuit. And we got a little package with one napkin, a package of salt and pepper, and a spork!
Sunday we went to Grand-Mommy's church. She goes to First Baptist.
Daddy went there when he was little, and he and Mommy got married there by Roy Barnes. He was there Sunday, too. (Not that communist Roy Barnes from Georgia!)
This Roy Barnes was a charter member of the CenturyMen.
He's second from the right on the back row.
Sunday was Harvest Day, so a lot of people who used to go to church there but have moved away or now go to another church come back for a special day and dinner on the grounds.
Daddy said the very first one they had was when he was about 10 or 11, and was called Loyalty Day back then. It was a 'real' dinner on the grounds because everyone made something and brought it to church. There were about 1,000 people there, and they set up tables outside under the trees and everyone ate in the shade and had a rockin' good time eating and spinnin' yarns and drinkin' tea and such!
There were tables filled with cakes and pies, and about every kind of fried chicken there is. Some people brought hams or roast beef, and others had potato salad and green beans and creamed, boiled, mashed and twice-baked potatoes. There was six or eight different kinds of corn, butter beans, peas and other delicious vegetables like broccoli and asparagus.
The preacher had asked that all the ladies in the church that knew how to cook should please bring something. He said all the others should bring casseroles! And, boy, did they! There must have been three or four full tables of nothing but casseroles!
And then there was bread! Cornbread, muffins, rolls, loaves, and biscuits! There were even biscuits that already had ham in them! It was the best ever! A true feast of dinner on the grounds!
People that had moved away or were going to another church in town were thinking about moving home or transferring their letters back! Somebody should have thought to have an altar call right after that meal because there was sure to have been a few ready to be saved or rededicated!
That year it was such a success they decided to do it every year after that, um, but with a small change.
The next year NOBODY brought any food.
Somebody had a brilliant idea!
They said, "Let's get it all catered by Kentucky Fried Chicken! That way we wont have to be bothered with all that cooking and having to decide whether to eat ham or chicken or turkey!"
Another person slapped him on the back and said, "By jingy! That there's a splendid idea. That way our women wont have to be doing all that cooking and taking time away from all their chores at home! Yes sir! That yonder is one mighty fine idea, brother!"
So they all took a vote, and that's what they did, and the next year we all got a little box from the Colonel with a breast and a wing, cole slaw, mashed potatoes, and a biscuit. And we got a little package with one napkin, a package of salt and pepper, and a spork!
Now I'm not knockin' the Colonel. I think he has done a fine job with the recipe he and his nephew cooked up, it's just that you cant really expect the Colonel to come out favourably against the ladies of the church! (They used to be the BWU, but I dont know what they are now?) I mean, even if he made the best chicken in the world, how would it come out against a home-made red velvet cake or a roast turkey with sage dressing? It's just not a fair match-up.
Well, yesterday was not the first year's glory, but it certainly goes way past what was offered up that second year. Christine, one of the dear ladies at First Baptist, is responsible for cooking up a meal for the church every Wednesday night, and she was in charge of this year's menu.
There was ham and roast turkey, green beans, mac and cheese, cranberry sauce, rice and gravy, and red velvet or carrot cake, or cookies for dessert! It was all very good. So good , in fact, that I wont even mention the old hymns we sang to new tunes, or the old tunes we sang with new words that really confused and irritated Daddy in the worship service. (Hey! I got an idea...let's take this music and write our own words. I'm sure we can do better than Fanny Crosby!)
Keep in mind, too, that we had already been to early worship service at our church, so we got a double-dose of preachin'!
Daddy told Mommy that she had better pick out a pretty dress for Amanda to wear since she was going with us! Aunt Beth made this dress for my cousin Wendy, and then it got handed down to us. It'll be Jaden's next and then Jasmine's! It got Daddy's Seal of Approval®.
This is my food. Notice the mac and cheese takes up at least 25% of the plate! That orange stuff is sweet potato and it is 'off the bomb' as Amanda would say!
This is my Aunt/Cousin Wendy. She's my Aunt/Cousin because Daddy's sister, Aunt Beth is married to Mommy's daddy, so he is Uncle Paw-Paw! That sorta makes Wendy Mommy's sister.
This is Grand-Mommy and Aunt Beth. I think that cat behind them is the interim preacher.
This is Amanda eating her cookie. She said it was better than a Moe's cookie!
This is a horse and her colt we saw on the way home.
On the right is a good shot of the guy who thought it was a good idea to cater the dinner on the grounds from KFC, or the guy that put new words to the old hymns or old words to the new tunes!!!!!:-)
Peace out!
~Hon!
Well, yesterday was not the first year's glory, but it certainly goes way past what was offered up that second year. Christine, one of the dear ladies at First Baptist, is responsible for cooking up a meal for the church every Wednesday night, and she was in charge of this year's menu.
There was ham and roast turkey, green beans, mac and cheese, cranberry sauce, rice and gravy, and red velvet or carrot cake, or cookies for dessert! It was all very good. So good , in fact, that I wont even mention the old hymns we sang to new tunes, or the old tunes we sang with new words that really confused and irritated Daddy in the worship service. (Hey! I got an idea...let's take this music and write our own words. I'm sure we can do better than Fanny Crosby!)
Keep in mind, too, that we had already been to early worship service at our church, so we got a double-dose of preachin'!
Daddy told Mommy that she had better pick out a pretty dress for Amanda to wear since she was going with us! Aunt Beth made this dress for my cousin Wendy, and then it got handed down to us. It'll be Jaden's next and then Jasmine's! It got Daddy's Seal of Approval®.
This is my food. Notice the mac and cheese takes up at least 25% of the plate! That orange stuff is sweet potato and it is 'off the bomb' as Amanda would say!
This is my Aunt/Cousin Wendy. She's my Aunt/Cousin because Daddy's sister, Aunt Beth is married to Mommy's daddy, so he is Uncle Paw-Paw! That sorta makes Wendy Mommy's sister.
This is Grand-Mommy and Aunt Beth. I think that cat behind them is the interim preacher.
This is Amanda eating her cookie. She said it was better than a Moe's cookie!
This is a horse and her colt we saw on the way home.
On the right is a good shot of the guy who thought it was a good idea to cater the dinner on the grounds from KFC, or the guy that put new words to the old hymns or old words to the new tunes!!!!!:-)
Peace out!
~Hon!
2 comments:
OK, Hon, I know this is the south an'all, but what is with this here intermarriage between the inlaws an the outlaws??
We don't want to create us no stagnant gene pool....
Well, thanks for not pointing out that if he's my Uncle-Paw Paw, then Daddy married his own niece!
How sick is that?
Who does he think he is? Jerry Lee Lewis????
Is that even legal?
Does he think he's one of the travellers?
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