On a gorgeous Thursday afternoon, while my sister and nephew from Indiana popped in for a couple of days at the end of their spring break, the suggestion was made that we get out for a stroll. This lead us to the City of Winston-Salem's Salem Lake Park, where it turns out that the Salem Lake trail is actually SEVEN MILES AROUND.
But we did it and were not too much worse for the wear. It was lovely out there, with the redbuds bursting with the clarion call of spring's arrival, and a few dogwoods shyly blossoming. We caught sight of tons of turtles, delightful ducks, grousing geese, cautious cardinals, and a regal blue heron whose escape from us seemed always to put him in the direction in which we walked, so we encountered him repeatedly. Lots of bikers of all stripes, several runners and joggers, and a few other strollers such as ourselves (as well as one poor guy whose Subaru key had jostled out of his shorts while he jogged...we helped him look a bit and then a mother pushing a baby in a stroller walked up with the found key).
We weren't too beat to sit down for a satisfying supper later that evening. On Mother's china I served slices of Moravian chicken pie with a bit of gravy on top, and some seasoned green beans. Eli and I retreated after supper up to the attic and knocked out quite a few more games of pool before neither of us could stand to stand up any longer.
"Moravian Chicken Pie," adapted from a recipe by Mimi Patterson and published in Cooking with Grace: A Collection of Favorite Recipes from Our Congregation to Your Home by the Women's Fellowship of Grace Moravian Church in Mount Airy, NC (2001), p. 47.
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