In my world a variety of things can indicate a good day -- well-rested from the night before, a busy but not overwhelming schedule, some cute kid thing, nothing that's hanging dauntingly over my head, not having an evening meeting, etc. Today, being Fat Tuesday, also means that it's paczki day. I'm not of a background that this was celebrated growing up. We acknowledged that tomorrow is Ash Wednesday, but didn't do much to whoop it up the day before. Perhaps if my dad had known about the paczki, he would have tried his Scandinavian hand at making these Polish delicacies. Around here, though, where I live now, nearly all of the bakeries have been advertising to order these delights early -- and by the bakers' dozen.
So, on our way to text study this morning, we made a detour to our favorite local bakery and picked up a half dozen. There was a line in front of me and when I turned to leave, a not-insignificant line behind me. We acknowledged around the table as we read through the upcoming lectionary, that none of would probably give something up for Lent -- that fasting probably wouldn't be part of our discipline. And yet, we indulged anyway.
Today is Paczki Day, and in my world that means it's going to be a good day.
3 comments:
We had fasnachts in PA.
No fasnachts in NC.
So I got an espresso chocolate chip cookie at Whole Foods instead.
I miss the fasnachts.
Have a good day--
OK. Couldn't find paczki or fasnacht on allrecipes.. the search continues.
I heard that P word for the first time today on a Wisconsin TV station, in spite of growing up in Wis. I guess we lived on the other side of the river from the Polish traditions in Milwaukee. They looked good, but I refrained from buying a box of 6 because I have a hard time sharing.
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