After several days of increasing temperatures and a feeling that spring is really here, we woke up Saturday morning to snow. Having lived in the desert for so many years, it made me feel as if all plans should be canceled because we needed to hunker down indoors and just watch it come down. That’s not how it works here.
We made our planned “quick trip” to Ikea. Good thing Ed has left the winter tires on the van. Then we caught the tram into town for Ed’s noon appointment with his barber. It’s a small salon, men get their haircut on one side (15 minutes), and women on the other (I suspect that probably takes more than 15 minutes). A basic haircut is 22 zl or less than $8.
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| Beautiful pipe organ in the back of the sanctuary |
An accountant by trade and a food blogger since 2009, Lois Britton fell in love with Polish cuisine during the years she lived in Poznań, Poland. As the creator of PolishHousewife.com, she loves connecting readers with traditional Polish recipes. Lois has a graduate certificate in Food Writing and Photography from the University of South Florida. She is the author of The Polish Housewife Cookbook, available on Amazon and on her website.
Suzie-Q
Do the guys get their hair cut on the left side and the women on the right side, or vice versa? It must look strange with all those people walking around with their hair cut only on one side! 😉
Lois B
Too funny, Sue!
Dennis
I learned years ago at a Mozart concert in Innsbruck that even if a church has heat, they will not run it during concerts so the music doesn't have to compete with the sound of the blower.
Lois B
Dennis – I wonder if that means they don't run the heat during mass either?
Dennis
I think in Austria they are much more serious about their Mozart than they are their church services!
Nancy Floyd
My daughter-in-law is from Konin. Her sister lives in Poznan. Our grandchildren, who live in Atlanta, GA, were christened in the Basilica there. I’ll never forget, the first Christmas that we spent together, 16 years ago. It was a cold and snowy Christmas Eve. We headed out to midnight mass and she asked if we had heat in the church. Your story explains her question.
It was a beautiful, serene evening. I know that she was missing her family. The Mass was perfect and the handsome young priest was gentle and compassionate. As we were departing and greeting each other, the young priest heard my daughter-in-law’s accent and greeted her in Polish. Ilona was surprised and delighted. This was in a small Catholic Church in a tiny town in rural Oklahoma. My Christmas gift was a love of all things Polish. Thank you for your blog!
polishhousewife
What a nice surprise for her to be greeted in Polish and beautiful memories! ❤️❤️❤️