My brother, Robert Harrison — not to be confused with my son, Harrison Robert, or my husband Robert, threw a party dedicated to the well loved church casserole. Robert (the brother) is single, and he’s always looking for a way to get women to bring him food without making any kind of commitment, so the casserole party was pure genius.
His friends jumped on the bandwagon with enthusiasm because like most people these days, they were eager to return to a time when meals were homemade and shared with those you love. We’ve started to realize that grabbing dinner at the drive-thru, isn’t the way nature intended us to be nurtured.
The party was a huge success, and as conversation and laughter flowed over Chicken Spaghetti and Beef-Tip Delight, most said it had . . . click HERE to read the rest of the story on AL.com