It’s the Lenten fish fry time down in
, the little village founded by
German Catholics about 150 years ago. It is at that fish fry where I broke my
hip three years ago. I didn’t go the year after the accident even though, as I
lay writhing in pain at the time, I was f promised a free dinner whenever I
came back. I went once last year and managed to get out of there intact, but
with no free dinner. I didn’t really want to remind them. I think they were
afraid that I would sue, which, of course, I wouldn’t have. It is a most
enjoyable event, even though we don’t attend any church functions there, being
pagans, and all. There is a wonderful community spirit abut the thing. The
parish is in a rural community. They have managed to hang onto their school,
which I think brings people together. There are on ly two Catholic elementary
schools left in Portage County, the other being St. Patrick in St. Joseph .
But I digress. Kent
YOU can get the full deal, or the half deal. There is baked or fried cod, a combo of baked cod and shrimp and a choice of two sides - mac and cheese, baked potato, green beans or French fries. Homemade desserts are included, along with beverages. Ten bucks for the full deal, 5 bucks for a half deal meal.
It’s easy to get into conversations with table mates. We had in interesting geezer next to us, a retired rubber worker. First he talked about how inefficient the major
rubber company he worked fro had been. He told us how difficult and exacting
the work of the tire builders was. He himself never got the hang of it, and
worked at another job in the factory for over 40 years. Then he segued into his
favorite retirement hobby: reading. He goes to flea markets and buys a bag of
books every week. He reads a book a day. He has eclectic tastes. He’s read
“Lord of the Rings,” the Harry Potter books, some early James Patterson, and
mysteries. He’s been coming to the Akron fish fries ever since they started. He said
that in those days there was also gambling and he lost $100 bucks the first
time he gambled there and never did it again. He said he’s not even a Catholic
either. This reminded me of the time my in-laws were vesting, and I took my no
card playing, no dancing on Sunday mother-in-law to the neighboring St.
Michael’s Catholic Church summer carnival. The priest greeted me, holding a
bottle of beer and running a wheel of chance. Ernestine practically froze in
her tracks. We didn’t stay long. I Hope we’ll go back to another St. Joseph
Lenten Fish Fry this year. St.
The Oscar show was a total bore, overloaded with schtick. Either they need to get Billy Crystal back or just hand the damn things out in an unpadded hour broadcast.