Home Is Where We Park It: Dade Battlefield Historical State Park
Date: March 24, 2019
Made it to Church
Huddle House for Breakfast
The Day Just Disappeared
Wow! Super night’s sleep last night, meaning, tonight will be a disaster. No, I’m not being a pessimist, it just seems to work out that way. Be that as it may, I’ll take a good night every now and then. Plus, when we awoke this morning it was warm, real warm. We haven’t needed the heater for the last couple of nights. Hopefully, it will stay that way going forward.
Worship was the first order of business. Just one more Sunday left and that will be it. Unfortunately, we will probably not be back for two years. We’re going to miss this church and it’s pastor, song leader, and its’ people. We usually don’t attend church when we’re on the road due to some really awful experiences we’ve had in the past. Add to that the fact that often times we’re traveling on a Sunday or getting ready to move out the following Monday. One good thing, Pastor Ron’s messages are tapped and available on the internet. I’m going to make it a point to listen to them as we wander around the country.
OK, next item on the agenda was breakfast. There was one place we had always wanted to try that was right around the corner from church. It is called the Huddle House.
The chain was started in April 1964 in Decatur, Georgia by John Sparks, with the goal of providing a 24-hour eatery. Football gave the restaurant it’s name. John saw a group of kids come into his first restaurant after football practice and huddle up around the table, They not only reminded him of the values he wanted his new restaurant to embody, they gave him the inspiration for the chain’s name. Here’s some facts not everyone knows about the huddle house.
- The huddle house sells enough bacon each year to stretch from Anchorage to San Diego. For those of you trying to work out the math, that’s 38 million strips of bacon at an average of 6 inches each, or roughly 3,598 miles.
- They sell an average of 40 million eggs per year. Image if only one hen had the job!
- Repeat guests eat at Huddle House an average of 47 times a year. That’s more often than most people eat dessert.
This is the inside of the Huddle House that we went to.
This is my meal, or what’s left of it. I was halfway through when I thought to take a picture. It consisted of 3 scrambled eggs, 3 pieces of bacon, 2 sausage patties, grits, hash browns, and biscuits and gravy. Oh, and a cup of coffee. Oh yes, I cleaned my plate!
Breakfast over we headed for home. First order of business after such a big meal? Yup, a nap. Just a short one because there were things I wanted to do. That’s when the day just sort of disappeared. Don’t really know where it went. One minute it was 2 pm and I was washing the rest of the windows before moving on to the tire covers and tires. But I never made it to the tire covers and tires.
Patti called and said she needed some taste testers for a new key lime pound cake she had made. Would we be interested in volunteering? You didn’t have to ask me twice! Off we went to their rig and that I believe is where the rest of the day went. But what a wonderful way for it to disappear. The cake was great. The company was equally as great. We always enjoy our time together.
That was our day on The Road of Retirement. As always we traveled along, hand in hand, singing our song. We would have it no other way. Again God blessed us with another wonderful day in so many ways. Great worship, great breakfast, great cake and even better time again with great friends. How rich we are.
Thanks again for joining us. Hope you enjoyed your day with us. Come along with us tomorrow and let’s see what we can get in to. Till then, have a great night.
PS: I bought a new travel iron yesterday, time to start looking more dapper. Today I went to use it and discovered that it had traveled on down the road without me!
These are the voyages of Graybeard and it’s occupants, four paws and two humans. Our continuing mission: to explore as many new states as possible, to seek out new acquaintances and make new friends, to boldly go where we have not been before
See you on down the road