By now all readers know that we are always on the lookout for picnic style lunches put on by local churches, or other groups in the area. Heck, will drive two hours for a lunch of this type if the prospects for information are good.
So it was that we headed for Geronimo, a small town, really small town, just north of Seguin. The menu was advertised as chicken and dumplings, plus dessert. Chicken and dumplings are not at the top of our list of food delights but we decided to try it out for a "first time".
The hosting organization was the Veterans of Foreign Wars post in Geronimo. The VFW seems to be suffering lately based solely on conversations with veterans of more recent wars. Often time we find that veterans of the Korean or Vietnam wars never join the VFW. The sense seems to be that the VFW is for the two world wars vets. It would be interesting to find the view of the VFW on this matter. Anyway, as a result, the VFW volunteers seem to be more elderly people, who might be seen as associated with WWII. Again, not sure.
The VFW hall in Geronimo is a great place and run by great and dedicated people. It is best known for its monthly Sunday afternoon dances. They have big dance floor and this is ringed by tables seating six people. We went once to a dance and it was enjoyable. Good music and good people to chat with.
Here's a view of inside the hall, looking from the kitchen out to the stage.
We arrived right on the dot for the 1 PM serving. This was at least two hours later than we normally have lunch at these affairs, but we knew it would be worth it.
The lunch was modest. A soup bowl filled with pieces of chicken, gravy and dumplings. But the dumplings seemed to be different from what we normally think of as dumplings. We surmised the dumplings were large flat egg noodles. Terminology differences no doubt. Just like the difference between stewed beef and beef stew. Huh? you say.
As it turned out, we didn't need to concern ourselves with any line or for that matter, them running out of food. We were second in line and there wasn't any third in line.
But it was tasty and good.
The highlight was meeting Darryl and Mary. They were the first in line, we were the second, so we had an opportunity to chat. Turns out that Mary is a Master Gardener and Darryl is a Master Naturalist. We chatted over our dumplings about everything in nature and it was an enjoyable outing.
So it was that we headed for Geronimo, a small town, really small town, just north of Seguin. The menu was advertised as chicken and dumplings, plus dessert. Chicken and dumplings are not at the top of our list of food delights but we decided to try it out for a "first time".
The hosting organization was the Veterans of Foreign Wars post in Geronimo. The VFW seems to be suffering lately based solely on conversations with veterans of more recent wars. Often time we find that veterans of the Korean or Vietnam wars never join the VFW. The sense seems to be that the VFW is for the two world wars vets. It would be interesting to find the view of the VFW on this matter. Anyway, as a result, the VFW volunteers seem to be more elderly people, who might be seen as associated with WWII. Again, not sure.
The VFW hall in Geronimo is a great place and run by great and dedicated people. It is best known for its monthly Sunday afternoon dances. They have big dance floor and this is ringed by tables seating six people. We went once to a dance and it was enjoyable. Good music and good people to chat with.
Here's a view of inside the hall, looking from the kitchen out to the stage.
We arrived right on the dot for the 1 PM serving. This was at least two hours later than we normally have lunch at these affairs, but we knew it would be worth it.
The lunch was modest. A soup bowl filled with pieces of chicken, gravy and dumplings. But the dumplings seemed to be different from what we normally think of as dumplings. We surmised the dumplings were large flat egg noodles. Terminology differences no doubt. Just like the difference between stewed beef and beef stew. Huh? you say.
As it turned out, we didn't need to concern ourselves with any line or for that matter, them running out of food. We were second in line and there wasn't any third in line.
But it was tasty and good.
The highlight was meeting Darryl and Mary. They were the first in line, we were the second, so we had an opportunity to chat. Turns out that Mary is a Master Gardener and Darryl is a Master Naturalist. We chatted over our dumplings about everything in nature and it was an enjoyable outing.
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