Stepping out / rolling out Tuesday evening to our favorite coffee house in the historic district for dessert, Patti and I learned some local history. The building that houses Casa Mani Caffé actually began as a German Reformed stone church in 1827. Then something about problems with “boisterous behavior during church services” and “offensive odors from stables” led a nearby Methodist congregation to buy them out 6 years later. <grin>
One can only imagine a town crisis on the very spot where we sat 179 years later and ate chocolate chip cheese cake while Patti sipped White Chocolate Mint Mocha and I had Macchiato straight up.
Maybe it was the espresso in my Macchiato affecting my thinking but there is a lesson here about religious sects of the same faith managing to work things out peacefully.
15 minutes after leaving Casa Mani when a nurse asked Patti what she had been up to, Patti could not remember. MS memory loss symptoms had already misplaced the evening. Alas! At least Patti still enjoys it while it IS happening. <grin>