Sunday "Dinner"

Went for a little ride today with some BMW club members to a fund raising dinner at a rural Catholic church near here. Now, for those unaccustomed to farm country lingo, I should point out that "Dinner" is what they call lunch - not to be confused with the evening meal which is known as "supper". The Saint Johns Gildehaus sausage dinner is an annual event both for the church and the club. We take small twisty back roads through the beautiful fall colors to get there. Dinner is served in the gym at the adjacent school where loads of male parishioner volunteers dressed in white shirts and black bow ties serve the food family-style at long tables. Pork dinner sausages, mashed potatoes & gravy, green beans, sauerkraut, cooked apples bread and apple butter. For dessert there's little squares of individually wrapped ice cream embellished with the application of some of the extra cooked apples.


Sharing dinner with the locals is a chance for a little glimpse into a whole other reality. There is a raffle which none of us ever buys a ticket for because the prize is a live pig which would be most difficult to bring home on the back of a motorcycle. Waiting in line to be seated today I overheard one little girl say "you know why that pig (raffle prize) looks so sad? Because were eating his brother".

 

Sunday "Dinner"

 

Dinner being served and enjoyed in the gym.

Sunday "Dinner"

 

The prize for the winning raffle ticket.

Sunday "Dinner"