- Date: Tuesday, January 23, 2007 -- 8pm
- Location: Somerville, MA
- Kitchen: My Apartment
- Fellow Chef: Ana
- Dining Companions: Matt and Matty
- Recipe Rating: B-
The funeral today was in a Catholic church in South Boston. I hadn't been to a Catholic mass in a long time. When I was in middle school a bunch of my friends were Catholic. Another (disjoint) section of them were vegetarian. I was neither and felt horribly left out. So one year I decided I was going to celebrate Lent and for Lent I was going to give up meat. The vegetarianism ended up sticking for 10 years, but the Catholicism lasted not nearly so long. I fainted in church one week (remember that Mel?) and then got a bloody nose in the middle of mass at a different church only a few weeks later. I interpreted these events signs that I wasn't meant to be Catholic. I loved church though. At that age I had no idea what to believe in when it came to religion, but I loved being surrounded by all those people, praying and singing together. That is still one of my favorite things about being in church, the unity of it all. Today everyone was united in memory of Johnny's wife Mary, and it was a nice service.