Friday night my family hosted my nephew’s rehearsal dinner.
The main course? Turkey and pork barbecue.
Only much later did we realize that we’d let National Fried Chicken Day pass us by with nary a breast, thigh or drumstick in sight.
(Of chicken, folks — keep it clean.)
Now that our nephew is wed and already enjoying his honeymoon in Cozumel, we decided today to set things right…and gathered the family together for an honest-to-goodness Southern fried chicken dinner.
Plus all the fixin’s.
My favorite meal with my favorite people — what a perfect way to end the holiday weekend.
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I may be in Manhattan today, but my thoughts are back home.
Best of luck to everyone working hard (and playing hard) at today’s Fancy Farm Picnic! No one does barbecue better — I can almost taste it — and there might be loss of life during the political speeches this year.
I hate to miss that.
At the very least, could someone play a few cards of tab bingo for me? And if that doesn’t work out…
…just make sure I win the car, okay?
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When your hometown is called “Fancy Farm,” people tend to remember the name.
Admittedly, it’s unusual….although it does sound a bit like a now defunct amusement park near Middletown, Ohio called “Fantasy Farm.” (When I attended the University of Kentucky, I got that joke a lot.)
But on the first Saturday in August, there’s no confusing Fancy Farm, Kentucky. Ask any local, state or national media outlet, and if they aren’t already there, they can certainly direct you.
The annual Fancy Farm Picnic is big news, and has been for 130 years. Politics, pork barbecue and great people, all gathered at the party of the year. Heck, it even made the Guinness Book of Records in 1978 as the Largest One-Day Barbecue in the World.
I was there.
Of course, I’ve been to a lot of picnics since I was five years old. Playing games and eating barbecue when I was little. Working in the ice cream booth that was my family’s responsibility. We’ve had class reunions around picnic time, and lots of family from out-of-town — the ‘city folk’ — coming to Fancy Farm in August for this one-of-a-kind experience.
It’s small town America at its best. Neighbors coming together, all as volunteers, working to raise money for the community church, proud of the tradition that generations of families have built.
And for the barbecue. And the politics.
That’s the heart of it all.
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Wanna know if it’s gonna rain?
Don’t bother watching the Weather Channel. Just check my travel itinerary…cause I’m pretty sure rain is following me wherever I go.
Paranoid much? You tell me.
It started last Thursday when I took a quick trip to Boston to teach a class at Boston University. It was raining in New York City when I left, and as my MegaBus rolled into town, the rain rolled right into Boston with me…and stayed.
My friends blamed me. We all laughed.
It was sunny the morning I left Boston, but as my bus entered the New York City limits, the clouds gathered and the rain began to fall. Welcome home, Carla.
Next, I was off to Akron where the sun was shining. By the time I left, Ohio was weeping.
Yesterday I was on the plane en route to Kansas City. The pilot reported 65 and sunny in the city of barbecue — the curse was broken! — but as we made our approach, a freak rainstorm began, and weather reports said the rain should last about 48 hours.
That’s how long I’m in town.
Next stop for Carla? San Diego. And we all know that means ‘whale’s vagina.’ But after I leave?
It will just be another sad, rainy city left in my wake.
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