We have been out of blog "business" for two days so I will catch up.

On Thursday we traveled across the mountains of north Georgia. Our goal was to eat at a place called the Dillard House. There is history behind wanting to eat there. When my daddy was young he went to Jr. College in Rabun Gap, GA. He was poor and owned one pair of overalls. Across the road was the fancy, fine restaurant - The Dillard House. They would watch all the families drive up there to eat and he said to himself that one day he was going to take his family to eat there. He did do that in later years and so in honor of daddy we went there.

We go in, sit down, they take our drink order and tell us that our food will be there soon. Ron looked at me and said "We haven't even ordered!" Well, little did we know that they brought you all they had. They came out with a platter about 3 feet in diameter loaded with food. They put 16 serving dishes on the table for just the two of us. You should have seen Ron's face -- in fact the picture tells some of the story. You cannot see my half of the table!

We are now deep in family at our reunion and look forward to another great day.

Ron and Sandy