Yesterday evening, with the help of familiar faces, I hosted the long overdue house warming giving parishioners the chance to see the rectory. It was a mini mardi gras, originally intended as an appreciation for those who volunteered in the renovation, eventually, opened to any interested. The idea emerged as part of the long awaited volunteer appreciation dinner but admittedly was reinforced by my recent trip to the bigeasy for which I had a conversion, seriously. I was struck at the tradition that in spite of all the weeklong revelry which culminates on fat tuesday, partying stops after midnight in observance of a very important religious tradition, Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent.
Ours wasn’t nothing like NOLA…nothing fancy…nothing complicated…easy stuff…enjoy some downtime…same old…same old…shredded beef, meatballs, salad, tuna sandwich, fruits and veggies, and whatever everyone brought on the table…started at 6 ended at 8…enough for busy folks…for a small crowd who just got out of work…who knows next time…gumbo, crawfish, super shrimp, oyster and a lot more…Amen