I came to hate the long winded prayers late on Sunday afternoon..."thank you for the fins that the fish have...the tiny beaks of the chaffinch....the sun, moon, stars, and especially the very footstool of your divine feet - our home in your celestial city - our dear earth.....we are blessed with being in your presence today, at the end of this fine spirtual banquet, which started with such timely reminders on Friday of how we need to (insert DC theme here)....."
ARRRRGHHHH!!! I need to get to Swiss Chalet before all these other hungry mouths get there before me and my stomach thinks my throat has been cut!!!!
Last prayer on the Sunday at the DC was one long clichefest.