growing Indian cohort grew by one a few months ago.
In time-honored tradition, Simran was baptized on the Sunday after All Saints Day. She complained loudly, as a baby is wont to do when there's lots of commotion and water is poured over her head. After the sacrament she quieted as she and her parents, baptismal candle in hand, passed the peace.
We happily munched on chicken tandoori and cake. Adding a member (young and non-Caucasian--I only mention those facts because they're highly important to the shrinking U.S. Episcopal Church) along with good food---it doesn't get better than that.