Funnel Cake and Friendship

Photo by Colleen Davick
Funnel Cake, n. fried dough, a kind of celebration, about coming together, see for no good reason
It was decreed that this past Friday was to be Funnel Cake Friday. What does this mean? No one knew—except that funnel cake was to be served. The more imaginative envisioned toppings.
But then Friday dawned and a visiting youth group decorated the dining room after lunch, stretching crepe paper in a sun burst pattern on the ceiling, and in the center globes made of tissue paper. This was just a beginning, a tickle to building excitement.

Photo by Colleen Davick
Next an oversized screen appeared on the basketball court along with speakers. Music to get us going. Couples visited on the benches and families congregated around the water sprinkler with their little ones. While in the kitchen the funnel cake crew assembled; Tiana manned the hot oil and Hannah and Andrea set up a tabletop counter with a selection of toppings. Laura kept the batter coming.
Popcorn. candy, soda came out. It was definitely a party. A line formed while children begged for the balloons dancing beneath the air vents in the dining room. Out of an idea came community. From fried dough came friendship.
Later that night, after the sun went down, a movie was projected onto the white screen. In the background was the distant rasp of cicadas. And the many happy sighs of contentment.
Behold how good it is for brethren to dwell together. Long live Funnel Cake Friday.
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