Three white Porsche Cayennes pulled up at La Boeme. John and Cristina got out of the first SUV. Lumi, Grace and George got out of the second SUV. It was like they were Hollywood stars. People stared.
They went into the restaurant and were seated at a reserved table. Max was their server and they liked her. She had been their server on several previous occasions. Max was very attentive. Cristina liked that.
“Hi, John and Cristina. Can I get you and your friends something to drink?” said Max as she walked up to their table. Read the rest of this entry »
Below, a little background music: moby, One of These Mornings:
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Easter Vigil in Bucovina
After an eight hour drive, I arrived at St. Mary’s Roman Catholic Church in Cacica (Kaczyka in Polish) just as the Easter Vigil service was getting started. Having fasted, I was looking forward to the late night supper waiting for me at Casa Antonio’s hostel-pension in Solca: ciorba radeautian- a traditional Northern Romanian soup. And since it was so cold (3 degrees Celsius), I hoped to find a warm bed too.
Yes, there is a website for the church in Romanian, Italian and Polish. Go here- if you can read any of these languages.