Our pastor is a Benedictine monk. He recently had a wood fired bread oven installed in the back wall of his garage, facing the back porch of his rectory. Here's an 8lb loaf of monk bread coming out of the oven. We'll be joining him sometime in the next two weeks for pizza from the new oven. I promised him some good seasoned hardwood firewood in exchange. I got the best end of that deal!
Not to be confused with Monkey Bread at the county fair that bread looks awesome love the way its hidden behind the barn doors
A Dominican, A Franciscan and a Jesuit were once all at the gates of Heaven, waiting to get in. The Franciscan was ushered in first. But it was strange: St. Peter didn’t take him through the Pearly Gates, but a sort of side entrance. Nobody even noticed he got in. Then it was the Dominican’s turn. And again, it was all sort of underwhelming. St. Peter didn’t even do it himself, he had some lower level disciple that never got named in the Bible do it instead. And then it was the Jesuit’s turn, and not only did St. Peter let him in through the Pearly Gates, but as soon as entered the entirety of Heaven exploded in song, a rainbow of ticker tape poured out of the clouds, and a parade of Heaven’s very best—led by none other than the Virgin Mary herself—carried the Jesuit on their shoulders into his new home. The Franciscan and the Dominican watched this, more and more dismayed by the instant. And when the Jesuit and his entourage finally vanished into the distance they turned back to St. Peter and asked him, “What gives? You let each of us in through some back door like we’re no big deal, but the Jesuit gets a parade?” Hearing this, St. Peter’s face fell. “No offense, but we see Franciscans and Dominicans arrive here all the time. But it’s really rare for us to even see a Jesuit.”
Oh wow. He looks to be off to a great start. You're in for a treat with homemade pizza. Great trade, wood for pizza.
I admire the Benedictine tradition of baking and cooking. Nothing better than to go purchase some homemade bread from the Benedictine at their Abbey up in Collegeville, MN. A great group of dedicated men. Much admiration for their work.
We visit Mepkin Abbey in Sc. They used to have a big egg farm. Now they grow mushrooms. Their flower gardens are beautiful