There was no concern for me as I left Lorraine's house ... it had only begun to sprinkle, very non-threatening. But once I got out on the highway to my house, it was a different story and the drive home was one of the scariest I have driven in years. Dark storm clouds, heavy and blinding rain, high winds!! Believe me when I say the plans I had made for running errands and dropping by to see the kids were discarded and become plans for a better weather day. I prayed all the way home with the memory fresh in my mind of the devastating tornadoes from the day before in Moore, Oklahoma. Thank You, Lord, I made it home. (I think that is the first time I have ever seen the traffic on 121 moving along at 20 mph in a 70 mph zone.)
On Friday, (after a couple of weeks spent trying to get together) we headed over to Farmersville to visit our good friends, Bettye and Paul, and treat ourselves to a chicken fried steak meal at the Cattleman's Cafe in Blue Ridge.
I had never heard of the Cattleman's Cafe, but Bettye raved about it so many times, that we finally had to go see what was up with that since a good chicken fried steak is something we really like
I never knew that Blue Ridge was a real town. But here is a pic of the city hall to prove it is.
The chicken fried steak lived up to its good reputation! Their really big boast is that it was rated #1 by Big D magazine. I'm not sure I would say it was the best I've ever eaten, but I would say it was mighty good and worth the trip.
Bettye and I had planned to leave the guys home and visit the antique stores in Farmersville after lunch, but after stuffing ourselves with all that food, it was pleasant to just sit
There is a saying that "the road to a friend's house is never long."
I hold with that thought.
I just wish it wasn't so far away!!! ;/)
|My friend's house :-)