ROME 22/10 – Day 19: Slices

The Roman sun rose at 07:25 and it will set at 18:25, lest God determines otherwise. The forlorn Ave Maria bell should sound at 18:45. It is the Feast of St. Peter de Alcantara (+1562), a mighty Franciscan who was a friend of St. John of Avila and was admired by St. Francis Borgia. What an age of saints. Will we see such a time again? Let us ask God to raise up saints rather than what we have lately. I am reminded of a phrase from my old pastor, that at times God raised up liturgists so that people who had not yet had the opportunity to suffer for their faith could do so. We need saints.

Last night I met with friends for some chow at a nearby eatery.  Some nibbles with bubbles by Tarlant started us out.  That house has only been around since 1687, the year, as you know, of the publication of Isaac Newton’s Philosophiæ Naturalis Principia Mathematica.

A bit of steak with lardo.  It needed more lardo.  And salt.

Here’s a fast spuntino – midmorning snack – before hitting the street.  I have a list of agenda et videnda.

This seems a good place for the daily puzzle.   Black to move and win material.   This shouldn’t take you very long.

Priestly chess players, drop me a line. HERE

Thanksgiving isn’t all that far off.  You might consider ordering some beer from the traditional Benedictine monks of Norcia, Italy.  These guys are fantastic.  So is their beer.  They have a dark and a blond and they are both great with savory flavors.  It would match splendidly with turkey and all the things usually made for these meals.   As a matter of fact, it would have been perfect with the slices at the top of this post.

In the early afternoon…

He – unmistakable Benedict XIII – saw the consistory list.