Church Supper

We went to the church supper at the Casco Village Church last night. It’s the kind of thing Garrison Keeler talks about on the news from Lake Wobegon, with lots of noodle casseroles (“tuna pea wiggle”) and some sea foam jello molds with colored mini-marshmallows, and four kinds of baked beans. Turns out they do that the last Saturday night of every month. We won’t go every last Saturday of the month we’re there, but it will be good to remember. It was a good excuse not to cook supper, and I was hoping we could at least see some of the people in the community. We were fortunate in having a woman sit at our table who wanted to talk. She’s a chaplain at a hospital in Lewiston (20 miles from here), went to school at Andover-Newton, and recently moved to a house on The Heath, a pond that connects to the southern end of our lake. She asked, “Did you find your dream house?” I think we did.