My wonderful husband has his own group of blogging buddies. They are a group of guys that met up [online] a few years ago to talk about their love of everything football, but mostly their love of all things Dallas Cowboys ["America's Team"].
They are a great group of guys and a lot of fun to chat with on the phone and hang out with in the virtual world. Every year they even have a summit in Dallas where some of them meet up, tailgate and go to a Cowboy's game. We have yet to make one but hopefully we will be there one day.
Pooldad and the honorary President of the group, Nader, were talking on the phone this weekend when Nader mentioned that he was being abandoned by his family on Father's Day. Poor Nader. Actually, it was entirely unintentional on his family's part, but nonetheless he will be home alone.
So what's Pooldad go and do? He invites Nader to spend the weekend with us! YAY! It wasn't until I got on the phone to talk to Nader that he said that he was excited to come but he would only visit on one condition - the condition being that I make my "world famous" [his words, not mine] fried chicken. He said all the guys had heard about the chicken from Pooldad and he wanted to be the first to taste it so he could report back how good it was.
Ooookay then. No pressure, right?
I have made it a lot for a lot of different people but I have never made it for someone that is driving 400 miles for it! Yeah. No pressure indeed.
Hope you are all having a great Wednesday. I am off to shake, shake, shake - shake my chicken!
See ya' on the [floury] flipside gang!