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SO, I’ve been visiting family in Chicago and my aunt Christine Life (not her real name), who lives in Winnetka (she really does), asked us to Easter services in nearby Wilmette. I adore my aunt so said yes. It wasn’t until we were nearly there that I began thinking, The First Congregational Church of Wilmette?! Don’t the Baughers go here? Could my beloved aunt be taking me to the house of worship that Julia defiled with her kinderwhore costume?!
I quickly googled the church and the Baughers. Yep, we were heading towards hell and I couldn’t utter a word. I was able to take a quick video as we neared the church, angering a few family members with a disparaging comment about the overwhelming whiteness of the neighborhood.
It was entirely white inside the church. Our large party scrunched into a pew. My eyes were darting right and left. And then it happened: Robin and Peter arrived. They made the pew rounds and my heart went into my throat when they began talking to my aunt! Would Robin recognize me? I pretended to be going over the elaborate program notes with my daughter. The Baughers began making their way towards the front of the extremely dark, dreary church. Whew!
When the Baughers were speaking with my aunt, I heard them mention something about meeting Britt and Allie for brunch. I later asked my aunt Christine if they had any other children. “Yes, some yo-yo on the east coast. I’m not sure what the story is, but everyone just shakes their heads.”
After services, I successfully made the case for having brunch at the world-famous Walker Brothers Pancake House. Off we went to the RBD landmark. My vegetable omelette was indeed delicious and everyone had a side of pancakes!
I haven’t said a word to my dear aunt about our burro. Should I? I suspect everything may blow up in my face after this post goes up.
Enjoy the Easter gallery!