T Stands For Chicken Noodle Dinner

I often have to dig into the past to find a suitable T post where my foodie friend and I are out and about, but that is not the case today.  These photos were taken this past Saturday (Jan 27 or 27 Jan).

This tale actually begins when I walked out my door on Saturday into the sunshine and wind.

I remembered I needed to take a photo of my mailbox for Chris, but still had nothing to compare it to sizewise.

I placed my very deformed hand on the box, but it tells nothing, other than how dirty the mailbox is.

Not sure that helped, either other than to show how dry my hands are.  But now it was time to get Sally because we were off

to church.   Actually, this is the third time I have been here.

Take a good look at the windows on the third floor, because I didn't realize it at the time, but this is where we ended up, or should I say started.

You can see only a small portion of the parking lot from my photo.  There were cars parked on the side street, too.

That is Sally hobbling along up the very steep steps.  You would think a church would be more disable friendly, but not this one.  Yes, that is a chicken announcing the way to the Chicken Noodle Dinner, this church's annual fund raiser.  Sally was insistent that we go.  She didn't care if she had to hobble or crawl, she wanted to go.  We've gone twice before and she goes every year she remembers or knows about it.

Once inside we paid.  I was told we would have to surrender our ticket when we got to the event, so I quickly took a photo of it.  Yes, it cost $10.00 (USD) per person and it was well worth it.  I'm ticket 1168 and there were people behind me waiting for me to take the photo.

Next we walked up another flight of stairs to the church where we were instructed to wait until others were finished eating.  In the past, we have never waited, so this was new to me.  I decided to take a few photos of the stained glass windows.

I moved to the center where the light wasn't any better.

I decided to take a photo of each pane individually.

Our numbers were finally called and we were herded to the basement, down many, many steps.  Sally hobbled and made it.

A pitcher of ice water, a bowl of chicken and noodles, and a bowl of mashed potatoes were sitting on the table that we passed on our way to the desserts.

Sally was trying to see what was available.  I was hoping for pie, but there was none.

Sally's boot she is wearing.  She was hobbling so much at this point, I think she was glad when she finally got to sit.

Coffee was also on the table, as was bread.  The servers soon brought cole slaw, potatoes, chicken and noodles, and also provided tea and lemonade.  I had coffee, but only one cup because there was no half and half and I refuse to add that powdered garbage people call "creamer."

I moved my plate and took a photo of the paper placemat.  I took mine home, too.  I also got to keep my ticket after I asked.

As we left, I saw this on the sidewalk and had to take a photo of it.  It's a sewer plate.  I thought it was beautiful.

By now, I'm sure most of you know the drill.  It's your turn to share a drink related post.  It can be photos, a place you visited, movies, postcards, books, sketches, mixed media, drawings, paintings, tags, teabags, scrapbooking, or any other art that is digital, hybrid, or traditional, as long as it in some way relates back to a drink, any drink. Regardless, please share below and Bleubeard and I, along with the rest of the T gang will be by to visit.  Old photos are acceptable because they may be taken any time.



Since this is the last Tuesday of the month, I would be remiss if I didn't remind you to dig up your Second on the 2nd post.  It's one you have posted sometime in the past and want to share it again with others.  Any genre, any post is acceptable as long as you have published it in the past.  The link will go live on the 2nd.