The East Cobb-alists: our Thursday Night Minyan Gang.
It’s an honorable Local Tradition: our Thursday Evening Minyan.
There’s an evening service every weekday at 6:30 pm at our local God-Shoppe, a service that I do not routinely attend. But Thursdays are different, having become a Social Occasion of sorts.
Every Thursday, She Who Must Be Obeyed and I show up, along with the other Thursday Evening Regulars. After the brief service (Ma’ariv only takes about fifteen minutes), we pick a local restaurant and head out to dinner. The group ranges in size from week to week, but it usually numbers at least ten.
Last night, we ended up at the Marietta Diner. Reasonably good food - diner food - served in humongous portions. A serious trencherman might clean his plate, but typically, we end up shoveling half of our entrées into Styrofoam containers for later consumption.
I had a Greek salad with grilled chicken, a dinner worthy of the wily Odysseus himself, in a bowl large enough to have given Polyphemos the Cyclops a hernia. Opa!
Prayer and Food. Try some today!