My post on evening church experience brought some history to mind.
When still a child the big Sunday event was to attend evening church at Epping Church of Christ, where my mother was brought up and served in her younger days. It was great to go to a big city church, often after visiting relations who lived near by, with good numbers, proper music, and a very smart auditorium. It felt proper.
But the big treat was when we were invited to someone's home afterwards for supper. It was a great kindness shown to us, and probably due to my mothers deep roots there, and always exciting to join a conversation with the grown ups.