It was foreordained.
Last night, Jenni and I walked the convention area with Scott Gordon and his often poorly behaved wife Rhonda checking for a place we could invite you to gather with us. We like to have an SBC Voices get together each year.
In the end, the decision was made for us.
We explored the local BBQ establishment known as Saws…you need to go but my living room is bigger. If 15 of us showed up we’d have to shut the doors.
There’s a make your own pizza place called “Your Pie” and we could have called it “Shut Your Pie Hole.” Appropriate for a bloggers gathering, right?
Then we found “The Southern” and our search was over. It is within easy walking distance from the convention hall, prices are reasonable, and I talked to Dr. Mohler. He gave it his blessing.
You can eat with TOTAL abandon, UNCONDITIONAL zest, LIMIT your cost, eat IRRESISTIBLE food, and PERSEVERE to the end of dinner…at the Southern.
Let me offer this invitation to everyone to come. Women need not wear head coverings. Yes, I see that hand.
Please let me know in the comments if you are coming or by email.
I realize there are a lot of conflicts. We will likely be there a long time, solving all the problems of the SBC. Feel free to come by at 5:30, even 6. I imagine we will still be hanging out.
Note: you are responsible for your own check. Anyone not tipping generously will be shot, drawn and quartered, then blogged about.
