Who doesn’t remember the taunt, “You’re chicken!” from childhood? Personally, as a result of that accusation, I found myself stuck in my cousin’s apple tree, trying to ride a horse with a halter rope and no saddle, flying off a large snowbank on a toboggan that I couldn’t steer , and sliding across a parking lot on my stomach after attempting to ride my bike “no hands” around a curve (darn that sand!).
Then there’s “playing chicken,” another boneheaded adolescent game involving oncoming traffic and standing in a road at night. If you have questions about the wisdom of that game, you haven’t watched enough crashes on “Most Shocking” on Tru TV.
And finally, while in my twenties (during the “burn your bra” era of feminism), calling me a chick was a surefire way to get a verbal smackdown, a lecture on women’s lib, or the famous “one finger salute.”
So, until moving to Mason, I had some pretty negative connotations of chicken. Then, St. Joseph’s Catholic Church singlehandedly converted me to becoming a fan of chicken.
Now if you’re wondering eggs-actly what I mean by “a fan of chicken,” pullet yourself up a chair and let me lay it out for you. On Sunday, April 26, from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m., St. Joseph’s is having their annual Springfest at the parish hall. Eat in or take out, $8.00 (minimum donation) gets you 1/2 a barbequed chicken (hot off our new pit grill), pinto beans, potato salad or mac & cheese, pickles, onion, bread, tea, coffee or water, and a delicious homemade dessert. So that Sunday you won’t have to scratch around for something to fix for the family - St. Joseph’s is doing it all for you!
We’ll also have a flock of raffle and silent auction items, a dessert auction, bake sale, and whole/half chicken sales.
But wait - I’ve saved the nest for last - each ticket purchased enters you in a raffle for $300 cash. I don’t know about you, but to me $300 is NOT chicken feed. I could use that money to pay bills, buy a Mason topaz wing, or just feather my nest! So don’t chicken out - join the rest of Mason’s “frequent fryers” and peep out the door, chick both ways, then cross the road to St. Joseph’s Catholic church for a fantastic lunch and a chance to win $300. I have a “hen-ch” you’ll really enjoy yourself - and that’s no yolk!