Last night I went to Fr. Ming's parish. He was in my first class at Phat Diem. Here he is on the left in the blue shirt. He has been back three years after getting a second masters in Paris. You can see what a crazy crowd there was.
The moms of the parish prepared the food, and this is how the watermelon came. It did not only look good, but was delicious. These are all farmers, so they know their produce.
I sat at the head table with the parish council. Fr. Ming, as you can see, almost never sat down. He's quite the extrovert and joke teller.
Here are the moms finishing the preparation of the food. They are a great bunch and got me laughing.
The young ones prepared the spices and sauces. Everyone takes part in the preparation of a party and everyone gets to enjoy it.
One thing we did was a lot of toasting. The favorite drink is called "Vietnamese wine," but it's really a liquor made from fermented rice...and boy is it strong. The men use shot glasses, fill them up, and then say, "Cham va cham," or 100%. You don't get to drink too many shots at that level.
In the summers I spend time with my good friends in Phat Diem, Vietnam, a small country village with a world famous cathedral. Here are some of my musings. If you would like to correspond, please email me: garymeegan@gmail.com.
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