Thursday, October 1, 2009

Bakesale Betty

Betty has blue hair. Well it's actually a wig. She makes a mean fried chicken sandwich. She owns Bakesale Betty, a bakery down the street from my house. After the morning rush for scones and coffee subsides, a line starts to form for the Chicken Sandwich. The only thing on the lunch menu. Sometime the line goes for two blocks. 
A new friend invited me there for lunch. It's down the street from the cottage.

We went for a late lunch and the line was not that long. 

Ironing Boards take the place of tables and are set out on the sidewalk. 
It was a lot of chicken, but I ate all of mine.