Email Received November 30, 2005
Here’s a great letter from Stephen. Sounds like he had a great Thanksgiving!
Thanks for the great letter this week. This week has been really good. I can’t believe that Thanksgiving was a week ago already. It seems like a distant memory, although we are still working through the leftovers.
Oh, by the way, I think the best reader of the blog is Elder Hedelius’ mom. Sometimes he gets lazy about writing, so they check here for more details. Anyway, she read about the spinach omlettes, and made some. But, she wanted the recipies from the source. So, in a round about way you could post them on the blog and answer her question. Or, send her an email. That would probably be better. Elder Hedelius’ mom’s email is: ******@hotmail.com. Send her some other good recipies too, including the one for the greek Easter bread, and a little mahleb. They would like that. We don’t have an oven, so I can’t make it. The landlord has one, so maybe I’ll make it. It eats a whole pday to make. Anyway, if you could send her an email, that would be great.
Oh, one other interesting detail. Elder Hedelius’ mom found the blog independently. I didn’t tell him about it. Can you send me some stats on readership, just for my personal curiosity. Their IP address is **.***.**.***, from Elder H’s memory. I wonder if anyone in the ward has gotten hold of it?
Thanksgiving was really good. We first went to drop by on C*****, a young recent convert from Ecquador. It was nice. We got him a basketball for his birthday. His aunt told us to try “a little bit of turkey". We told her we already had dinner plans. She just said, “have the 1st plate here, the 2nd there.” And then she started putting a bunch of rice on one plate. Then she literally opened the oven door, ripped off a leg, and put it on top of the rice. Then she put some veggie/mayo salad on the side, and handed it to me. Elder Hedelius was smart, and asked for a very little amount of rice. I was stuck with this enormous plate. I got to work on eating it, and C*****’ aunt looked at me and said, in Spanish, “if you like it, finish it.” My heart sunk. It was good.
Anyway, after C***** we walked over to X***** G’s house, where she hosted a party for the Hispanic part of the ward. It was nice. They played charades, trying to act out the names of different Univision soaps. It was amazing how many different soap operas they were familiar with. The teams were guys vs. girls, but one of the guys, Bro. C******, was running the event, and he helped the guys team in a wink-wink sort of manner, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, we walked back to the car, and then drove to Ridgefield to visit and have dinner with a non-member family that is related to the M******* family in the ward. The M******* family is 50% Guatemala, 50% Philipino. Their relatives were of the Philipino side, and they had a HUGE house. 8,000 sq. feet. It was pretty incredible. The food was great. Filet mignon was a nice side to the turkey. Each dish was in its own buffet-style serving apparatus, with a warming candle under each one. The deserts were brought from an Italian bakery in the Bronx. It was great.
Let’s see….other good appointments/events:
Sunday at church, I had to teach a lesson on the spot, without preparation. The lesson was on the millenium, for the Gospel Essentials class. B** and L*** were there, along with N*** S*******, and a few other members. The lesson went pretty good. It was a lot to cover in 40 minutes. Pretty much everything from now till the end of the world, and what we should do about it. We had some good discussions. Especially with L***, B**’s wife. She asked some really good questions that got everyone thinking outside the standard box.
We have been working with another Ecquadoran family, the Q**********’s. They are great, although the mom played a terrible trick on us yesterday. We were over there watching a church video in Spanish (which she loves), and I was also working on making a word-search for the 10 year old son, J****, which he loves. The mom, Sister Q., also loves to cook (Elder Hedelius adds that we refer to her as Sister Q., although she isn’t technically a member. She enjoys the title.). Anyway, she asked if we were hungry. We had just eaten lunch at the apartment, plus a snack at Costco, and we honestly weren’t hungry. She said, “okay, how about just a little hot chocolate?". “Un, chocolatito? un pancito?". We said, “sure, some hot chocolate will be great.” We then hear some rustling in the kitchen, which we assume to be the hot chocolate production. She comes out with this big grin on her face, and 2 plates loaded with rice, 2 chicken legs, some beef/bean thing, and a salad, and says “Una comidita.” Just a little food. We had to take the hit for the team. It was good food, but I felt like I was going to explode, and my companion concurred. Then, just as we polish off the dinner, she brings out the hot chocolate and some rolls. I need to exercise.
Thats about all I can think of. We visited a few other great families, and we have been tracting a lot. We looked up a less active as part of our home-teaching duties, and we found his daughter in law, who has a 1966 Ford Mustang Fastback GT 2+2 with 4 sp. toploader tranny, Magnum 500 wheels, powered by a 289. Paint was red with dual white racing stripes. That is my dream car. Maybe one day….
Things are going well. Stress level is down. Energy is up. Health is good. My throat/ears have been a little sore, but I think that is just the weather fluctuations. It was really cold, then it got really warm. We had some snow a few days ago (on dia de pavo), but it is like 65 degrees right now.
Alright, take care of yourselves.
Love,
Elder Stephen J. Barr
