The first Monday of every month, Herkimer Elks does a dinner. I am almost always busy on Mondays, covering a town or village board meeting for the Daily Sentinel (regular readers may remember I am an intrepid girl reporter) ( you know, from a 1940’s horror movie or screwball comedy). However, the first Monday of the month is usually Herkimer Town Board at 6 p.m. Dinner starts at 5. I can get my dinner at 5, bring it home, eat some of it, and still make it to the meeting on time. Score!
I was especially anxious to try yesterday’s meal: Lemon Parmesan Chicken. It sounded wonderful! I got to the Lodge around 4:30 to enjoy a glass of Chardonnay and some company while I waited for my to-go meal. I really do need a little bit of sociableness, living alone as I do.
It looked and tasted awesome!
I make bold to show my messy coffee table as well as my delicious meal. As you see, I am re-reading another Agatha Christie book. It is my comfort these days. However, I have read every Agatha Christie book within reach within the last month or so, including the three I brought home from my sister Diane’s house last week, so I must resign myself to a comfortless period. But never mind me.
I cannot describe how delicious that chicken was. I could barely restrain myself from eating it all. Now, of course, I am happy I have some left over. I wonder what delicious treat the Elks will have for me next month.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
Looks good and sounds like an excellent routine.
And I get the frisson of virtue from supporting the Lodge.
Even better!