Tea
We live down the street from St. Paul’s, the local parish church. For the last 15 years I’ve attended either their monthly Bible studies or weekly prayer meetings.
Today was Mme Mosimann’s 91st birthday, so Wife prepared cupcakes and Ukrainian honey cookies for the Tuesday prayer group. After the prayers, the ladies and two pastors came over for tea and we sang happy birthday (everyone was a little confused about how to fit “Mme Mosimann” into the song, so it kind of died out there—but we picked up the tune for a grand finale. It was hard for them to sing without an organ…)
We discussed life in the neighborhood, which buildings were being torn down, which were being rebuilt. Then one of the ladies told of her childhood in Italy during the war and how the fascists burned down her house. The ladies admired Wife’s kitchen and the picture/photo wall. Everyone stayed about an hour. Mme Mosimann had a birthday lunch coming up with her son.
I’ve seen probably 5 pastors come and go at that church, and there always seems to be a renewal of old ladies for the Tuesday prayers. They are just one of the reasons I love our neighborhood.
Today was Mme Mosimann’s 91st birthday, so Wife prepared cupcakes and Ukrainian honey cookies for the Tuesday prayer group. After the prayers, the ladies and two pastors came over for tea and we sang happy birthday (everyone was a little confused about how to fit “Mme Mosimann” into the song, so it kind of died out there—but we picked up the tune for a grand finale. It was hard for them to sing without an organ…)
We discussed life in the neighborhood, which buildings were being torn down, which were being rebuilt. Then one of the ladies told of her childhood in Italy during the war and how the fascists burned down her house. The ladies admired Wife’s kitchen and the picture/photo wall. Everyone stayed about an hour. Mme Mosimann had a birthday lunch coming up with her son.
I’ve seen probably 5 pastors come and go at that church, and there always seems to be a renewal of old ladies for the Tuesday prayers. They are just one of the reasons I love our neighborhood.
October 25th, 2006 at 4:17 am
So-o-o-o-o, in a near-future blog maybe you can use your 200 words or less limit to reveal the recipe for those Ukranian honey cookies?
Sounds like a great visit with some great neighbors.
October 25th, 2006 at 2:38 pm
That is really cool. I can imagine reaching that part of the song.
October 25th, 2006 at 3:05 pm
Very nice, I can almost smell the cookies.
Thanks for giving “whoever is not against us is for us” some real flesh and bones.