The church We went to growing up did. It was southern baptist, with a mixed congregation, but still predominately white, though it was closer to 50/50 by the time We went off to college.
They weren't regularly scheduled, that We were aware of, but every so often there'd be a luncheon. Sometimes they were for a reason, like they had a Mother's/Daughter's one in May, and there was always one sometime in early fall where we had chili pot pie. Other times it was sort of just because, it seemed.