To Church today for the second Sunday in Trinity. It was, as usual, a good sermon based this time on the letter of St Paul to the Galateans, and moving away from the view that Christianity was merely a sect of Judaism, with all Christians bound by the laws of the Old Testament, rather than of Christ in the New Testament.
Before we sang the last hymn, the minister told us that a young man (16 years old) was to play Bach's Toccata and fugue in D minor at the end and that anyone who wished to stay could do so. I haven't heard that played in Church since I was young and attended Inverleith Church in Edinburgh when the organist would play it from time to time. It makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
He got a very strong ovation at the end, and when I turned round to leave, I was delighted to see that most of the congregation had waited to hear him. On my way out, I discovered that he had started playing the organ only last September.
After that I went to the big supermarket beginning with a T and took back one of their "bags for life" and told the lady at Customer Services that it had died. So now I have two. She apologised that it was not the same design, but that was of no import. Got some greens and a lettuce as I have run out and creme fraiche and fruit compote. To my shame I also bought some grated cheddar as sometimes I find that the thought of grating can put me off altogether.
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YIKES! I read below about your wonderful hob and the insurance. I hope something can be done.
It sounds like you had a nice Sunday.
Oh yes, sharon, something will be sorted out, but I am playing a little hard to get....
I had the most wonderful summery lunch today and thought you might like to hear about it.
I took some sliced mushrooms and drizzled them with olive oil, lemon juice, a light splash of balsamic vinegar, salt and pepper, and some crushed garlic (if I'd had any fresh parsley, I would have put it in too, but I didn't).
I tossed the whole thing together with a fork, let it marinate for five minutes or so, and then sat out on my back patio and ate the marinated mushrooms on stone wheat crackers, with a cold beer into which I'd squeezed the rest of the lemon juice.
Ahhhhhhhh! Tasty!
Thanks for your church organ story- I, too, am a big fan of hearing classical music played on the organ. The organist at the church I grew up in would also stay after service sometimes and play classical pieces. I was trained in classical piano, myself, and so was always amazed that people could do that with their hands AND feet simultaneously! Just doing it with two hands is enough for my poor brain!
Oh marcheline, that does indeed sound like a wonderful lunch, but lemon juice in beer - ???
As for Noilly Prat,the best I can come up with is;
Nwahly.
Does that make sense?
Over here, we don't pronounce it properly in the French way, so we make a vague approximation as above.
marcheline - that sounds a really wonderful lunch.
As for Noilly Prat,
I love listening to Bach, and especially when done on a church organ.. it sounds so uplifting and majestic you can't fail to be moved.
Elaine -
Back to the beer... not just any beer stands well with lemon juice, mind. It must be an exceeding light and airy beer (you'd never do the lemon juice trick with Guinness, for example).
It works wonders for Corona (though I prefer lime in my Coronas), and the German beer Hefeweizen is regularly served with a wedge of lemon.
I know that the trend across the pond is room temperature beer, which also would be pretty sad with lemon juice.... but if you're into an icy cold pale golden brew, a squeeze o'lemon jazzes it right up!
8-)
- M
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