It's a Good Friday tradition and this year was no exception. We headed to Detroit, straight to the inner city, for our traditional fish fry lunch at the Polish Yacht Club. How to describe a yacht club, with no yachts in sight, but a rich history going back many years? It is kitschy and as unique as you will find, but filled with tables of friends, all who return year after year.
We enjoy our platters of fried perch, served family style, along with bloody mary's and the manager strolling around with a big basket of brightly colored jello shots.
As always, after lunch, we head to a beautiful inner city church for the Good Friday vigil. We fill two pews and celebrate our faith together, on this most holy day.
After mass, we move on to another location to conclude our day of friends, faith and a tradition now five years strong.
Happy Monday!
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Looks like a great time! Have a wonderful week, Vicki!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun thing to do!! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful tradition and it looks like you all had such a great time.
ReplyDeleteGreat tradition . . .
ReplyDeleteWonderful friends, time together . . .
Keep your five year roll . . . right on rolling . . .
We also had perch for lunch on Good Friday. But a little differently....in the car at a wildlife reserve where 3000 tundra swans gather to rest on their migration north.
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