Pressed down, shaken together

A move always involves loss.

Change is never easy.

We were leaving the east coast where we were only a short drive from half of the family.

We were leaving a church we loved.

We were leaving ministries we loved.

We left friends that we loved.

We left a home that we loved.
We left the side of the nation that gets Macintosh apples.

One of the silly things that we "grieved" was the loss of Chick-fil-A.

Sure there is one in Portland, but that is over an hour away.

Chick-fil-A was our little bit of normal.

It was a place where we could get gluten-free fast food.

Before we had the kitchen up and running in Oregon,

we visited a regional fast food establishment about 1 and 1/2 miles from our new home.

BURGERVILLE

They have GOOD gluten-free buns, gluten-free burgers, fries ... the works.

We had again found a place where we could feel like we ate like everyone else.

So where is the pressed down, shaken together?

As we ordered,

I glanced at the milkshake menu.

Yes, this is a no-no for me, but I just wondered at their flavors.

And then I saw it ...

They offered "milk" shakes,

at no extra cost,

made with dairy-free ice cream!

Be still my beating heart.

We haven't had one, yet,

but the option is there.