We had our hands full at the 800th Celebration for the Poor Clares. While we were getting food for our five kids, someone stole our seats. I didn't even know what to do. It was so crowded, and I had grumpy babies who needed to eat.Then the cater said "there are tables in here". She ushed us into the private dining room of the Franciscan Brothers. We ended up getting to eat with Monks and made friends for life! Here's Maria and Tess dancing in front of the Last Supper painting by the Monk's soda machine.
