|Good Evening from Brooklyn|
|Written by Sherry|
|Thursday, 18 November 2010 20:22|
Good evening from the Coney Island end of Brooklyn, NY!
Really fascinating, one of a kind things are beginning to happen here at Precious Blood Parish. It has to be the most out of the box, missional parish I've ever been in and that's saying something after spending time hundreds of parishes in 100 dioceses. Since my internet access is very limited (I'm writing this crouched on the floor of the missionary's communal living room in the only spot where the wi-fe works), I won't attempt to give the details until I get home on Sunday.
Until then, all I can say is that what is shaping up in Brooklyn (very early stages) reminds me of the incredible impact of Saint Sulpice parish in the whole Catholic revival of the 17th century.
And I got to walk the Coney Island boardwalk and eat a chili dog at the original (1916) Nathan's Famous Hotdogs there. And experience a truly gorgeous Italian canolloni (sp?) and breakfast on Chinese pork rolls while Chinese soap operas play in the background. PS, if you are thinking of having the traditional Thanksgiving Octopus this year, I've discovered the freshest source west of Sicily. Just drop me a line.
And one more observation: the shortest humanoids on the planet are apparently Italian grandmothers in Brooklyn. I'm used to looming and have learned to behave in ways that minimizes the impact of my height (to the extent that many people don't believe I'm 6 feet tall until I actually stand right next to them - which is why I try not to do that) but here, around women who are literally 4 feet high in their shoes, I feel like Gulliver in Lilliput.
(Or like Sherry in Jakarta where the local term for Europeans is literally translated "white buffalo" and the true meaning is not nearly that polite.)