We had a lovely breakfast at Joanna's after Mass. Peggy brought us a fantastic tea towel from the new Titanic museum in Belfast. (For those who have not seen the movie recently, that's where "she" was built.) Not pictured: tonight after Mass, I was loudly saying "now, if I made my own tomato sandwich" when M shushed me because the Parlors were full of young adults beginning their evening of Advent reflection. Oops.