Monday, April 09, 2007

Easter At Home

We had a quiet Easter celebration here at home last Sunday.

We had a luncheon invitation to be with our friends in Sta. Rosa, CA but husband was under the weather so we canceled this. However, we tried to do our holiday of obligation as Catholics so we were at the 1 PM mass at our parish at Saints Peter and Paul Parish in North Beach. At mass, it was quite a site. It was solemn and nice. The sermon was very touching about the rebirth of Christ. Many people were present and all the lights of our church were on, the altar was filled with multi-colored spring flowers of peach, blue, lilac, yellow, green, orange, red, and pink. As always after the mass, our parish priest would ask the people to raise their hands if they are not from San Francisco and each moment, our priest is thankful and happy for those tourists (both local and foreign) who came by and attended mass with us despite their tight vacation schedule. Our Salesians priests are proud about our church and happy to share the words of God, especially to the visitors of our city- San Francisco.


After mass, we went for a walk at the wharf. There were so many there people being Easter Sunday. We left after about two hours of walking around this area. This was at 5:00 PM. It was foggy but sunny so it was somewhat nippy. We listened to the live saxophone player at the entrance of Pier 39 after which we then decided to head back home. We stopped by at Safeway at North Point and got some potato salad and turkey sandwich, some chocolates, and chips. We brought our water and some homemade cookies (oatmeal) with us to snack on. I also got the dill weed for salad and pickles I'd make this week.

Black Saturday, we went to church as well at half past four in the afternoon for the sacrament of reconciliation. It was a peaceful feeling I had after I have done it. Husband was with me and did the same thing. It was old-fashion at Sts. Peter and Paul Parish here in North Beach. Each of the parish priests (Salesians of Don Bosco) has their names inscribed on the confessional box. When the light is on, you know the priest is there and then, there is the parishioner’s area where it is lighted, too, to signify their presence in this booth. Neat.

After our church time, we went to the Condor House Of Sea Foods and Jazz Bar. We had our southern Cajun dinner, New Orleans style of gumbo, garden salad, and the Cajun soup with rice in it. I must admit, am not very fond of this cuisine. It's like a mix of Mexican, Spanish and Italian dish stirred heavily with tomato sauce and pepper. We listened to the jazz music and danced the night away. We were home before 8:30 PM and dropped dead in bed, watching several movies on the cable TV (digital video recording) and then finally calling it a night. We were light weights and feel asleep after drinking and dancing earlier on.

Good Friday was a record breaker for us as far as hearing mass is concerned. All was solemn when all of a sudden we heard the chatting of apparently, two old women, Italians, speaking in their mother tongue. I thought, they were praying. However, after many times like 5th, 6th, and 7th time they were doing it, talking not in a whisper but in a loud speaking manner- we people inside the church were ready to pull them out of their pews! Each time they spoke, it was loud! At one point the priest had to stop momentarily the mass to look at them, signaled them that they were loud! They did not get it and didn't stop. Their voices were echoing inside the Gothic church, madre mia! Finally, husband gestured them to quiet down because we are all praying. And you know what the two monsters did. They gave him a nasty look implying moi husband to shut up and to mind his own business! Just imagine how the crowd of worshippers had turned their heads so many times to tell them to behave. Well, we are just glad they spoke in Italian since if they were cursing us all, we did not get it so far. Haha!

Belated Happy Easter!

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