The Great Fried Chicken Trip

Yesterday we drove from Roanoke down Interstate 81 and south on Interstate 77 until we got to the Jonesville, NC exit for Route 67.  Getting to that point took us a little less than two hours travel time from Roanoke.  Sixteen miles or so east and about twenty minutes riding on Route 67, after going through Boonville, you'll find the East Bend Dinette located not surprisingly on the East Bend by-pass.

This is a true country restaurant, with country cooked vegetables of all types.  As Glenden, the owner told me, people love the food, and many come almost every day.

We met our wonderful relatives, the Browns, both sets of Hennings, the three Hinshaws, and Norths there for lunch.  Amazingly Annette was able to find us a few booths together and all thirteen of us found seats after going by the buffet to get our fried chicken (highly recommended), macaoroni and cheese (some of the best I have had), gravy (as close to mom's as it gets) and coconut pie to round out the meal and your waist.

It was like eating in a whirlwind, but the food and company were great.  It's a nice chance to be in a restaurant where the customer is trusted to add to their own ticket.  It was a good break from all the computer headaches of trying to get my Linux system to work. Of course my new hard drive controller has not shown up this morning.  However, since my SUSE Linux support guy told to me go to DOS and run chkdsk, I might need to find some more comfort food for lunch today

Some pictures from the trip yesterday are in the "Dinette Album."  This trip might lead to a dissertation on food from non-chain establishments not to mention some thoughts about the proper timberframe house that we could build in the middle of Glenda's Chestnut Ridge field.  No one should think this means I am giving up on my Beaufort dreams.  If I can't find the right house in Beaufort, I just might need some practice building one before I try it on an expensive lot along the coast.