agape.

Church in Italy is really long.
Today we had a potluck (agape).
Nothing like an American Southern church potluck.
No casseroles, no fried chicken, no deviled eggs.

They spent about an hour after church setting up tables and place settings and then we were served pasta.
Then, we ate. For hours.

It was yummy.

Then we went to the train station. And Leigh and I got ice cream cones at the McDonald's.
It really was wonderful.

Ciao!