April 30, 2017 by AK
…when you’re looking through a depressingly serious, heart-rending, gut-wrenching piece and suddenly a minor detail sends you into a fit of liberating laughter:
Over dinner—Dreher, who was observing Lent, confined himself to oysters and crab cakes—I learned what happened when he moved back to St. Francisville.
I know, I know that oysters and crabs must be cheap over there, as they were meant to be in the first place – oysters started out as a poor man’s food. But all I can think about are Lenten menus at Moscow restaurants – grossly overpriced seafood and vegetarian fare – and the associated advertisements, “Keep fast with us!”