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Okay. It’s official. I love the restaurants in Mexico City. A bunch of my coworkers and I went to Pujol last night. It was fantastic. Beyond fantastic. I had the meat tasting menu; there was a fish option, as well. 9 courses. I couldn’t understand a word off the menu (other than queso, the most important word in any language). But my taste buds knew what they got, and they liked it. The breakfast in the hotel continues to be fantastic, And I’m looking forward to sampling the joys of El Cardinal shortly.

In sadder/scarier news, I think this happened at my hotel this past weekend. My thoughts & prayers are with that poor man’s family. Meanwhile, I’m keeping my door locked and I’m never opening the door for anyone. Strange that the FBI has already made an arrest. I’m going to assume he was a spy, because that will make me feel a little bit safer.

Today, as many of you will know, is the feast of All Saints. It’s a holy day of obligation, of course, but it also bears mention because it (together with tomorrow, the feast of All Souls) is one of my favourite parts of the Catholic tradition…and therefore one of the reasons I’m so excited to be in Mexico right now. To heretics (ha), and in particular to protestants, the communion of the saints is the object of general misunderstanding and occasional ridicule. I’ve frequently been told that “Catholics pray to saints,” or “Catholics pray to Mary”, the implication being that the Church has in some way diluted its monotheism. In reality, the communion of saints is the comforting belief that the dead are still with us…that all believers, living and dead, form a single community. We are all members of the same Church; in fact, we are the Church. Catholics don’t pray to saints or to Mary; we ask them  to pray for us, in the same way that others might ask their [living] friends or family to pray for them. While most people ask saints recognised by the Church to intercede on their behalf, the communion of saints means we can ask anyone or dead to pray for us. The day of the dead recognises that, and it’s really interesting to see the spontaneous shrines that have gone up around the city in recent days. In my hotel’s lobby alone, there are about 6 of them.

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