Some shrapnel (now all cleaned up) from last night's staff Christmas Party. Only four courses...just 23 of us for dinner...and, clearly, a good time was had by all. (Sadly, I didn't take a single shot of the tables before we sat down to eat. They were lovely!) Many, many thanks to my Mom and Mother Stitt for coming to help!
"Oh miracle—thus to be able to give what we ourselves do not possess, sweet miracle of our empty hands!" (Georges Bernanos, Diary of a Country Priest)

Saturday, January 7, 2012
Twelfth Night
On the 12th Day of Christmas the parish staff gave to me...a really big pile of dirty dishes!
Some shrapnel (now all cleaned up) from last night's staff Christmas Party. Only four courses...just 23 of us for dinner...and, clearly, a good time was had by all. (Sadly, I didn't take a single shot of the tables before we sat down to eat. They were lovely!) Many, many thanks to my Mom and Mother Stitt for coming to help!
Some shrapnel (now all cleaned up) from last night's staff Christmas Party. Only four courses...just 23 of us for dinner...and, clearly, a good time was had by all. (Sadly, I didn't take a single shot of the tables before we sat down to eat. They were lovely!) Many, many thanks to my Mom and Mother Stitt for coming to help!
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