The Oakland Catholic Worker was founded
in 1986, meaning that this year is our 25th anniversary.
The party commemorating the event was held yesterday at our house.
There was a meal, a mass, dancing, several presentations, and a lot
of people just getting together and catching up.
Saturday was spent preparing for the
event. In the morning, a bunch of women showed up and made about 150
Salvadoran tamales (which are different from the Mexican and
Guatemalan kind, btw). DP and some members of our board or directors
(or something) hung a big tarp over the back porch and nailed up some
other tarps to block distractions from either end of the house. Once
everyone left, around 4, we hung up some papel picado (colored tissue
paper cut into cool designs), brought up all the chairs and tables
from the basement, and made sure things were ready for Sunday. DP did a lot of painting, which has been his "thing" the last couple of weeks. The whole house smells of paint.
Sunday was quite the marathon. We
started cooking chicken at 10, which as it turned out, wasn't soon
enough. We had a LOT of chicken. So we outsourced some of the pans
to members of the community. We also served the tamales, salad,
beans and rice (of course!), and egg rolls (not specifically
Hispanic, but whatever). We crammed a lot of people into the house.
It was full of tables, chairs, food, and lots and lots of people. So
many people. And not to blatantly stereotype, but Hispanics are
pretty loud, so it was pretty overwhelming. The party was supposed
to start at 1, which it more or less did. It was supposed to end at
4, which to me, means that everyone files out pretty much at 4.
Well, the mass that started at 3 didn't end until almost 5, and then
everyone stayed around until 6 or so. By 8, the three of us that
lived in the house had it whipped back into pre-fiesta shape. Then
we celebrated by watching “Good Will Hunting,” which as it turned
out was a really boring movie, compounded by the poor sound quality
on our TV.
So now it's over. My mother always
says “if you want your house to feel huge, invite a bunch of people
over for awhile, and then when they leave, it will seem really big.”
That's totally true. I was in the house by myself for most of the
day today and it was great. I sort of felt like a little marble just
rattling around bouncing off the walls, but once in awhile, that's
ok.
It was also super hot yesterday and
today. I think about 80, so that means that I've successfully acclimated to the weather here, because 80 is not actually that hot.
Yuck. Now I'm one of THOSE people... next thing you know, I'll be
whining because it's 50 degrees out!
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