04 April 2010

it always meant a new dress and mary janes

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And then, for a while, when I had a best friend whose mother was very seriously Catholic, it meant incredibly magnificent feasts, and completely relaxed rules about drinking, but mostly... I just don't get it, and never did.
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6 comments:

  1. It's Easter, Christianity's 9/11.
    The world's most famous Jew has arisen from the dead.
    Have some ham.

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  2. Man, Lo used to put on one amazing Easter feast. Ham, turkey, roast beef, a bunch of exquisite salads and potatoes and gravies and glazes and, holy shit, WONDERFUL cocktails. It all started right after mass and went on all day. People would come in and out of it. The most amazing part of it all was how MELLOW it was. It was never rowdy or crass, no matter how drunk people got. Lorene was a marvelous, marvelous woman.

    Her daughter, not so much. :-(

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  3. The video:

    OK, it's official...

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  4. The Peeps...

    Somebody

    TAKE

    THE PEEPS!

    Oooooohhh...

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