Do you know what happens if you take 10 Chik-Fil-A sandwiches and freeze them for a trans-Atlantic flight?
You have an epic Shabbat dinner. That's what happens.
And it did.
Cheers to you Samuel Truett Cathy for your chicken. And to you Jonathan Goff, for your genius.
This past Friday night, our first Shabbat dinner back in Jerusalem, we had Chik-Fil-A.
Complete with homemade fries and fresh salad.
And sweet tea.
Kurt and I felt downright spoiled between the food and the good company.
But I only took pictures of the food for some reason.
You don't need to know we have friends, you just need to know we have fried chicken.