Lenten Dinner Party, Um.
When I came home from Canada, I was determined to make some radical change to my Scottish way of life. A dog! A cat! Volunteer with children! Get rid of the single bed in the dining room and get the most comfortable small sofa-bed in the market! Emigrate!So far, though, the only thing I have done that is at all different–besides searching the internet for Tibetan Spaniels–is to invite over a couple we’ve never had over before on their own to Sunday dinner.Then Lent hit, and I thought about the spiritual-corporal heroics of the Greeks, and there was a bit