Mistah Schleckah had a few friends over the other afternoon.
The Mayor (
of the Book Barn, but still) . . .
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. . .
Cookbook Ken (left), and on the right,
The Bishop. Bishop is an ordained Bishop in the Order of St. Mary the Virgin, he speaks 5 or 6 languages, and he manages a collection of international devotional art that crosses religious boundaries, with a goal of fostering understanding and acceptance of other world views through art, but in
my book, he's the
Bishop of Champagne.
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Bill and I went for lunch --
and Champagne -- at The Bishop's home at the Ministry in St. Augustine, Florida a few years ago, and we've been quoting him ever since:
.
"In my house, sin is defined as an empty glass."
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We had lovely snacks . . .
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Mistah Schleckah was a lovely host . . .
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. . . and kept us all entertained with his sometimes-silly, sometimes-erudite stories.
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Really, he was nothing but gracious . . .
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. . . except he kept having to be reminded to
share the Champagne.
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I was there, too. I had to make an occasional foray to the front porch to
get away from the crazy people enjoy the lovely afternoon.
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The Mayor left, but Cookbook, The Bishop, The Schleckah and I carried right on without him.
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And things got even more fun when Bill went off on his bike to get us a couple more bottles.
13 comments:
I'm a lover of champagne too, but at least I keep my front yard free of the damages... LOL
Di
The Blue Ridge Gal
That's the back yard, Di. We have appearances to keep up around here..... ;)
Ellie
Very important people doing very important things!
Champagne gives me a headache, but I still like it a lot ;)
Doing a bit of quick math here, that looks like 6 bottles of champers divided by 5 attendees... nice way to while away a sunny afternoon!! As everyone knows, you do know how to party!!
Well, Mister Mayor only had one glass, so it's more like 6 bottles divided by four people... Sigh.
Ellie
I was about to say the same thing, Marty!
Looks like a great afternoon, El - I'm cracking up at Schlekah's bizarre body position during those clinky shots =)
Thanks for taking up the slack today - I just talked to Beth, she's in an internet wasteland but gathering great blog fodder.
Jacquie
I'm having Bishop envy. Sounds like my kind o' people!
That Bishop looks like a rockin' cool dude. I was a little disappointed when he took the shades off..kind of detracted from the whole beatnik look, but still...
I know! I was shocked! That's the first time I ever saw his face, behind that hat and beard and shades.
Ellie
I have decided to join the church. Please, tell the Bishop.
I want snacks, I want champagne! And I want to be one of the four that remains. I may even have to get my own reminders from Mistah to share....
Beth
Oh, and Ellie, what a great last minute post, I should ask you to fill in more often.
Thank you!!
Beth
You're commenting!! You're home??!!
Ellie
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