I couldn’t quite remember which Atlanta buildings the winter’s heavy snow had lain flat. I’m glad to see it wasn’t the lodge. After that nice shower, getting all pretty, a stop at Beaver Lodge will be sublime.
We are reminded inside that Atlanta Days is this coming weekend. Sherri, our easy smiling, grey-haired waitress, describes some of the festivities we’re going to miss out on, like chicken poop bingo.
That one takes some explaining. Luckily, we’re represented by the PR firm of Jeremy and all inquiries are made with aplomb.
Sherri explains that you put your name on a big bingo grid underneath a caged chicken. If it poops on your name, you’re on your way to winning. It sounds like something our mom should set up on her farm.