On the way to CasinoPalooza 3, we stopped for lunch in Genius's College Town. Genius wasn't with us, him and Friend driving separately, having left a bit later. They would be going to Kansas City after leaving CasinoPalooza 3. The Pony also had his own car, since he would be returning to Norman, Oklahoma, at the conclusion of CasinoPalooza 3. I was riding with him. So we had four cars taking seven people on this trip. It's kind of hard to coordinate lunch with such a convoy.
My sister the ex-mayor's wife likes to dine at Lee's Chicken. We don't have one around here. She had the chicken strips with cooked apples and something else. I had the Oven Roasted two-piece meal with cooked apples and SLAW. The Pony had chicken strips with wedge fries and macaroni and cheese. I didn't see what Hick or the ex-mayor had, because they were sitting farther away from me. One thing's for certain. We all had a biscuit. But the highlight of lunch was Sis's story.
"Niecy and I were in St. Louis shopping. She told me we should go to this piano bar that she'd been to before. 'It's really nice, Mom. I think you'll like it.' So we went, and she was right. It was REALLY nice!
Along one wall, they had a little buffet with chicken wings and other hot stuff and finger foods. We didn't have any, but I was really impressed. Everybody seemed to be having a great time. The music was good. Then a lady got up and took the microphone.
She gave a little speech about what a nice place this was. And then she said she wanted to congratulate John Smith on being the year's top seller! Niecy and I looked at each other. The room burst into applause, so we did, too. 'Yay! Good job, John Smith! Way to go!'
We noticed then that other people were wearing ID badges. We had walked into an awards ceremony for some company. It started with a 'V' but I don't remember the name. We were SO embarrassed. We just sat there and pretended to be part of the group. We clapped when they clapped. Thank goodness we hadn't eaten the food! As soon as there was an opportunity, we got up and left. I'm surprised they didn't throw us out."
Yeah. That's my sister.
I would comment on her (your sister's) brightness, but I'm not sure her face is shiny. As far as the other kind of brightness... uh, I don't think I should speculate.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, she can't see the corporate awards ceremony for the chicken wings.
DeleteAs long as nobody noticed them they probably could have gotten away with grabbing a plate too, at least the price was right.
ReplyDeleteGood thing they didn't see an eclair with only one bite gone, sitting on a doily on the top of the trash!
DeleteShould have grabbed a few wings and split.
ReplyDeleteI am SHOCKED that you would suggest they make a fowl robbery and get the cluck out of there!
DeleteRuns in the family, I guess!!
ReplyDeleteYou can call us Thevictorians many things, but fried-chicken-loving party-crashers would be one of the most appropriate!
DeleteMmmm, chicken wings. It's been quite a while since I last made my devilled chicken wings. Last year in fact.
ReplyDeleteThat puts it between two days and 367 days ago! Maybe now would be a good time to make some more.
DeleteFUNNY, almost as good as my cousin taking her mom on a Muny opera tour, joining up with the group. They were stopped at the gate and informed they were with the performers.
ReplyDeleteHeh, heh! Maybe they should have demonstrated their talents.
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