Barb and I went to the lake this weekend as we do most weekends. It is Nice to get away to a simpler environment and decompress. Friday night we went up the road to a little town called Anderson. Anderson has a population of less than 1000 souls. We have passed through several times and noticed a restaurant that is always busy. It is call the "Fish Creel". We had asked our neighbors and they said that the food there was not to good, but the crowds would indicate otherwise, so we decided to try the place out.
We arrived at 6:00 which was definitely the rush hour for the Fish Creel, as there was no place to park. We ended up walking about 100 yards to get there so we just knew it must be good.
The first thing we noticed was that there were more tables for 6, 8, and 10 than there were for 4, and that there were no tables for 2. It soon became apparent that everyone knew everyone else. There was a great deal of table to table visiting and hugging going on. I overheard a lot of conversations that revolved around checking on every one's family status. You know the kind I am speaking of: "hows aunt Bertha", "I hard Purvis's daughter go saved last Sunday", I saw you uncle Bob in town last week, and he was looking better".
The neighbors were right, the food was awful, but it was clear that was not the draw of the place. When your in the Fish Creel restaurant you are among friends and family who care and are glad to see you.
Dr. Steven Covey would say they were getting their "emotional bank accounts filled". I guess he is right, but in rural America they were just being good friends and neighbors.
I know "visiting" is a big part of my daily sustanance. I think we could all stand a lot more of that kind of contact.
Have you visited with anyone today? It sure makes the bad food go down easy!
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