The best kinds of fundraisers are the ones where food and community come together to raise money for a worthy cause. The spirit of the community really shines at these events, since they are typically organized and executed by an all-volunteer staff and enjoyed by many people.
The events that are an annual tradition are the best, because they’re looked forward to all year long, and a shining example of this is the annual ‘Asparagus and Egg Breakfast’ at the Greenwich Fire Hall.
Two foodie friends of ours live in Greenwich, so they knew how much Jill and I would appreciate the meal. I had wanted to attend for the past few years, because I’d heard so much about it, but scheduling conflicts had prevented me from doing so. This year, Misty sent me an e-mail invitation many weeks before the event, so I eagerly wrote it in my calendar. Jill and I invited my mother and sister along, so last Sunday we got into the car and made our way over to the historic township of Greenwich.
The drive there was beautiful in the late spring morning. Along the way, we passed many fields of newly planted vegetables, the rolling fields of peach trees at Sunny Slope Farm outside of Bridgeton, and progressively marshier lands as we approached the small township of Greenwich. We weren’t exactly sure where the Fire Company was located in town, but we were confidant that we’d find it when we entered Greenwich.
Our prediction turned out to be quite true. As we crossed a small bridge and looked over the Cohansey River to our left, Greenwich came into view and there were cars parked all along the side of the road. Satiated people walked slowly down the street, away from where the fire hall must have been, while hungry-looking people walked in the opposite direction. They were our homing pigeons, and we followed them to where the food was.
The fire hall was a cute older structure (much of the town would fall under this description), and there were dozens of people outside. Most were waiting in a rather long line on the left side of the building, with the line snaking into a doorway.
In the middle of the structure, the doors that normally hid the fire engines were open and the fire hall itself was filled with tables and chairs, where hungry patrons were eating and talking. In front of the fire hall, community notices were being passed out for everything from FEMA notices regarding the recent flooding to info on registering for dog tags. Some folks also were selling plants and historical booklets about the town, and the event even had it’s own branded shirts, coffee mugs, and other merchandise all advertising the ‘Asparagus and Egg Breakfast.’
The four of us got in line (where we saw quite a few Vinelanders) and waited as it snaked up the stairs and into the hall on the second floor where many people were eating and the food was being served.
Our bellies rumbled as folks walked by us down the stairs, plates loaded with food and assuring us that it was well worth the wait. Before long, we reached the buffet where our friends Misty and Charles were fortuitously serving at the front of the buffet. Misty said that this was the busiest they had ever been (serving a total of 885 people!), and the kitchen was definitely busting out some serious amounts of food. Our hello to our friends was brief though, as they had many more people to serve.
We helped ourselves to eggs and potatoes, asparagus with hollandaise sauce, ham and sausage, Italian bread, and a ridiculous amount of home-baked muffins and cornbread. Coffee and orange juice was served too, and at $10, was quite a deal. We made our way downstairs, where there were less people eating and we could enjoy the open air.
The food was nice and we enjoyed our breakfast tremendously. And at these types of events, the community fundraiser, it’s always good to know that the money is going towards a good cause. But not only is it just a simple fundraiser, it’s a time for friends and family to reconnect over an annual small-town tradition.
We noticed a group of about eight seniors sitting at the table next to us attempting to get a group picture.
While Jill volunteered to take a few photos for them, my mother and I hypothesized that they’d been gathering here longer than both of us had been alive. That’s what these events are about, strengthening and reinforcing the bonds of a community… the food is just an excuse, but at the annual ‘Asparagus and Egg Breakfast,’ it’s a darn tasty excuse nonetheless.