....for if I were a Gaskill, I would definitely be at their family reunion in October. You know why?
Their event will be catered by none other than the food God made first-hand....
SMITHFIELD CHICKEN AND BARBECUE!!!!!!!
Good choice, guys! Your food will be a hit! :)
Disclaimer....this blogger is not associated with nor is employed or paid by Smithfield Chicken and BBQ or any franchisees or associates.
Showing posts with label Smithfield BBQ. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Smithfield BBQ. Show all posts
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
So, Kenju, guess where I am?
....so I sit down this afternoon, and see my blog friend kenju left a comment on Friday night's crybaby "why doesn't anyone think I'm attractive" entry (which wasn't the original reason for the posting, but nonetheless...)
The post was a friendly nudge that she would visiting a place near and dear to my heart....Smithfield BBQ.
Well, dear, as I post, at this moment....my wife is bringing me...Smithfield BBQ!!!
Whoo hoo!!!
We spend Easter in North Carolina; another keep weekend trip, and certainly bittersweet.
Last weekend, my sister-in-law called and told my wife that my Grannie, who's been in poor, declining health for awhile now, looked at her and said, "...you tell Robbie that if he wants to see me, he needs to come down."
When my wife told me that Sunday night, it floored me, quite frankly. The fact she even was thinking of me was very touching. So, the wheels start spinning as to when to try to get to see her. We ended up shooting for Saturday and came down after my wife got off of work yesterday afternoon.
We arrived in Four Oaks and I took a quick trip through "town" and back to Grannie and Grandaddy's farm where I'd vacation every summer in my very, very early years (5, 6, 7 years old). Whoever owns it now has done a masterful job keeping its originality but also making it modern with beautiful fixtures and features.
My favorite part? One of Grandaddy's old tobacco barns was still standing. Not well, mind you, but still standing. :)
We met sis and headed to Benson to the nursing facility and when I got to her room, I was stunned by her appearance. I didn't think she was going to be as far downhill as she was. So, I took a moment while going in to readjust, and told my Aunt Edna my doctor may have told me not to talk for two weeks, but I every intention of talking to my Grannie. :)
We stayed about 1/2 hour and my cousin Terry, who I of course didn't recognize, came in to relieve my aunt so she could go home. He would spend the night with her. She tried to speak but we understood very little. I did, though, hear her say "Jesus", so I believe it will be a short time before she heads home, but I was very happy to say she was not in pain; the only problem other than the overall health was sores on her ears from lying on pillows hour, after hour, after hour. Her Parkinson's did the most damage; without it she probably would be ticking right along, albeit with limited mobility. But when it got to the point several weeks ago when she fell at Aunt Edna's house, where she lived and my aunt couldn't pick her up, it was time to place her in a care facility.
When Grannie passes, it will almost end the Four Oaks era of life; save Aunt Edna, the Strickland (Frank and Cleo side) will be gone.
And this was the first time I had been bedside of a relative since I lost Mama 4 1/2 years ago. I made it.
Several weeks ago I had to trains of thought:
1) I don't know if I can handle watching someone in the same condition as my Mama was for nine days.
2) I don't want the next time to see my Grannie be with her in her coffin.
Well---Grannie (and I shouldn't be surprised), answered it for me. And I'll forever be grateful for coming down.
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Easter 2007; I'll post in a bit. But first (kenju!!!), I've just been given a Smithfield BBQ sandwich and hush puppies.
LET THE GLUTTONY BEGIN!!
The post was a friendly nudge that she would visiting a place near and dear to my heart....Smithfield BBQ.
Well, dear, as I post, at this moment....my wife is bringing me...Smithfield BBQ!!!
Whoo hoo!!!
We spend Easter in North Carolina; another keep weekend trip, and certainly bittersweet.
Last weekend, my sister-in-law called and told my wife that my Grannie, who's been in poor, declining health for awhile now, looked at her and said, "...you tell Robbie that if he wants to see me, he needs to come down."
When my wife told me that Sunday night, it floored me, quite frankly. The fact she even was thinking of me was very touching. So, the wheels start spinning as to when to try to get to see her. We ended up shooting for Saturday and came down after my wife got off of work yesterday afternoon.
We arrived in Four Oaks and I took a quick trip through "town" and back to Grannie and Grandaddy's farm where I'd vacation every summer in my very, very early years (5, 6, 7 years old). Whoever owns it now has done a masterful job keeping its originality but also making it modern with beautiful fixtures and features.
My favorite part? One of Grandaddy's old tobacco barns was still standing. Not well, mind you, but still standing. :)
We met sis and headed to Benson to the nursing facility and when I got to her room, I was stunned by her appearance. I didn't think she was going to be as far downhill as she was. So, I took a moment while going in to readjust, and told my Aunt Edna my doctor may have told me not to talk for two weeks, but I every intention of talking to my Grannie. :)
We stayed about 1/2 hour and my cousin Terry, who I of course didn't recognize, came in to relieve my aunt so she could go home. He would spend the night with her. She tried to speak but we understood very little. I did, though, hear her say "Jesus", so I believe it will be a short time before she heads home, but I was very happy to say she was not in pain; the only problem other than the overall health was sores on her ears from lying on pillows hour, after hour, after hour. Her Parkinson's did the most damage; without it she probably would be ticking right along, albeit with limited mobility. But when it got to the point several weeks ago when she fell at Aunt Edna's house, where she lived and my aunt couldn't pick her up, it was time to place her in a care facility.
When Grannie passes, it will almost end the Four Oaks era of life; save Aunt Edna, the Strickland (Frank and Cleo side) will be gone.
And this was the first time I had been bedside of a relative since I lost Mama 4 1/2 years ago. I made it.
Several weeks ago I had to trains of thought:
1) I don't know if I can handle watching someone in the same condition as my Mama was for nine days.
2) I don't want the next time to see my Grannie be with her in her coffin.
Well---Grannie (and I shouldn't be surprised), answered it for me. And I'll forever be grateful for coming down.
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Easter 2007; I'll post in a bit. But first (kenju!!!), I've just been given a Smithfield BBQ sandwich and hush puppies.
LET THE GLUTTONY BEGIN!!
Monday, February 26, 2007
HELP WANTED: Investors (Well.....there IS a Smithfield, Virginia, too.)
Even though NOBODY in the Commonwealth has a clue about fixin' BBQ.....
I need a couple of people with some $$$ to invest, and they'd rather get better return on their money than, say, 2.67% or something....
It's REAL simple. We need to open Virginia's first Smithfield Chicken & BBQ location.
There aren't many choices for BBQ in the Richmond area, in my opinion. The leader of the pack is Bill's Barbeque. When you ask most people, "What's the first word that comes to your mind when you hear BBQ?" in Richmond, Bill's will be the one.
But, well, in a word.....Bill's BBQ is soggy. There's no real "texture". Do I expect my sandwich bun like "toasted"? Heck, no. But I do expect it to still have shape and flavor, rather than it be taken over by soggy BBQ.
Kudos to Bill's on one thing, though.....they have limeade. We'd have to do something about that on our menu.
Smithfield could come into Richmond and meteorically rise to popularity. Spacious eat-in facilities, employees who bring you your food and come refill your sweet iced tea (oh, and no one in Virginia makes sweet tea like Smithfield, either!). Very clean, family-friendly, fairly-priced (in other words, scratch Arby's from your choices; they're simply too pricey now.)
Start with one location....I have ideas as to location (which I won't divulge here), and watch the revolution begin.
SMITHFIELD CHICKEN & BBQ.....I BEG OF YOU....PLEASE COME TO RICHMOND!!!!!!
P.S.---I didn't even start to talk about their chicken. That's another page and a half. And the fries? Shoestrings that no one can touch (sorry, McDonalds), and the finisher----HUSH PUPPIES---the BEST in the world. I ate 'em cold driving home last night. I ate 'em cold at 6am Sunday morning when I woke up to go to men's room.
You'll eat 'em 24/7, too.
Now, back to the investor search.....:)
I need a couple of people with some $$$ to invest, and they'd rather get better return on their money than, say, 2.67% or something....
It's REAL simple. We need to open Virginia's first Smithfield Chicken & BBQ location.
There aren't many choices for BBQ in the Richmond area, in my opinion. The leader of the pack is Bill's Barbeque. When you ask most people, "What's the first word that comes to your mind when you hear BBQ?" in Richmond, Bill's will be the one.
But, well, in a word.....Bill's BBQ is soggy. There's no real "texture". Do I expect my sandwich bun like "toasted"? Heck, no. But I do expect it to still have shape and flavor, rather than it be taken over by soggy BBQ.
Kudos to Bill's on one thing, though.....they have limeade. We'd have to do something about that on our menu.
Smithfield could come into Richmond and meteorically rise to popularity. Spacious eat-in facilities, employees who bring you your food and come refill your sweet iced tea (oh, and no one in Virginia makes sweet tea like Smithfield, either!). Very clean, family-friendly, fairly-priced (in other words, scratch Arby's from your choices; they're simply too pricey now.)
Start with one location....I have ideas as to location (which I won't divulge here), and watch the revolution begin.
SMITHFIELD CHICKEN & BBQ.....I BEG OF YOU....PLEASE COME TO RICHMOND!!!!!!
P.S.---I didn't even start to talk about their chicken. That's another page and a half. And the fries? Shoestrings that no one can touch (sorry, McDonalds), and the finisher----HUSH PUPPIES---the BEST in the world. I ate 'em cold driving home last night. I ate 'em cold at 6am Sunday morning when I woke up to go to men's room.
You'll eat 'em 24/7, too.
Now, back to the investor search.....:)
Friday, January 19, 2007
LONG LIVE SMITHFIELD BBQ!!!!!
When you come across a blog that is written not only by someone who actually knows what Smithfield BBQ is, but actually realizes it is the BEST BBQ in the history of the world, you take note!!!
So, please welcome Amy, aka Aidensmamma, as she proves she's from North Carolina. I oughta know. My mom and two siblings were born there, grandparents lived there, brother and father live there now. And, secretly, I've always wanted to live in Johnston County and work in Raleigh. :)
Click here and enjoy!!
So, please welcome Amy, aka Aidensmamma, as she proves she's from North Carolina. I oughta know. My mom and two siblings were born there, grandparents lived there, brother and father live there now. And, secretly, I've always wanted to live in Johnston County and work in Raleigh. :)
Click here and enjoy!!
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