KFCelica

Sunday Mornin' Coming Down - A Sunday post about my Dad, named after a song that he loved.

Today we picked up a KFC for lunch - Jason's parents have been staying at Casa Verde this weekend and helping us with basement demo. We had wanted to get the amazing Fish and Chips again, from the local shop around the corner, but it is closed on Sundays.

I have many memories of being squished into the back seat of my Dad's blue Celica beside a paper bag of KFC, which would smell so good. I remember the car just being filled with the scent of fried chicken for the whole drive home across town. Sometimes we would go to Lions Park to have a picnic.