my mom (went to catholic schools her whole life, graduated in the late 70s) just tried to argue that since jesus died in the afternoon on good friday that you can eat meat for dinner. “he is already gone,” she said.
also, olga tokarczuk has just announced her first novel since winning the nobel prize & i’m beside myself with giddiness! there’s no english announcement yet, but it’s been revealed that the novel is set in 1913 and takes place in a remote lower silesian sanatorium (mann’s the magic mountain, anyone?) and, true to form, it’s supposed to be a genre-bending psychological thriller shrouded in mysticism & an attempted autopsy of the central european psyche (& altogether a postmodernist tour de force) 🤍 oh happy days!
Dressed uniform coat of a French Naval Surgeon, blue with red collar and cuffs. The gilded buttons show an anchor with a snake wrapped around it, the sign of the Naval Surgeons, 1804-1812
