And remember: absolutely no dancing! Because otherwise Baby Jesus will cry.
Also, no matter what, DO NOT watch/show The Life of Brian on Holy Friday, since that would be the ultimate sacrilege! Which is something I would of course never dare to make a yearly ritual out of.
My mother had this weird obsession that you couldn’t eat meat on Good Friday, even though she never cared about religion at all. Guess what I’m having tomorrow?
To circumvent the rule of no meat on Good Friday, in Germany the “Maultasche” (mouth bag) was invented, also called “Herrgottsbescheißerle” in Swabian dialect (little God cheaters). The meat is minced and colored with spinach and then pasta dough is put around it, so “God and your neighbors can’t see the meat inside”.
It is delicous on every day!
But also don’t panic. The days before long holidays the supermarkets are packed with people preparing for the end of the world.
Begs the question, are they gonna be more or less packed than today? Maybe everyone runs to the stores now so the usual Saturday crowd isn’t there. Or everyone skips today and goes on Saturday, crowding it even more than usual.
Yes, those markets are at stations, so they can argue they sell ‘travel needs’. But they sell the same goods as every market of those brands
Welp, fuck. Could’ve said that a day earlier, now it’s too late.
I got my reminder this morning when the whole parking lot was crowded and grannies were fighting for the last shopping cart.
Danke Brudi, hatte es leider vergessen.
