Here’s the finished product of the yummy crabs Papa and I cooked!
My family and I went to my Gramsey’s and my Papa’s house from July 13-15. Most of my relatives live there in Richmond, so they all came over for a party!
I was my Papa’s assistant for cooking crabs. It’s a family tradition to cook crabs, and I seasoned them. I put on the Old Bay, ground mustard, and salt until I spilled too much salt on them.
These were blue crabs from the Rappahannock River, which connects up with the Chesapeake Bay. (By the way, when we seasoned the crabs, they were still alive!)
We were almost ready to start cooking when a crab pinched me. My Papa had to get it off and put it in the cooker.
Finally, we started to eat the crabs. When you eat them, you have to peel the shell off the legs and then you find the white meat and eat it. You pull the legs off from the main part of the body, open the shell, get out the guts, and devour the meat!
We didn’t take any pictures in the mountains, but this my Granny and me baking cookies at Christmas.
Summertime at Granny’s
My brothers and I went to my Granny’s mountain house from July 13-15. I had the most fun at an old gem mine. Because my Granny can’t walk too good, we didn’t go into the mine. But we had a really good time and panned for minerals from a barrel of rocks the miners had already gotten from the mountains. We bought a bucket and looked for treasure.
We went to an old church in Crossnore and saw a mural. Surprisingly, we met a friendly lady, who played piano and had professionally recorded some of her own music. She even gave us some of her discs!
Here’s the mural we saw at the Sloop Chapel, and it was painted by Benjamin F. Long, IV.
Since we didn’t get to do fireworks on Independence Day, we did them that night. My Granny let us light the fireworks, but the lighter went out, so we had to use a lit skewer.
On the trip back home, we stopped by the Mast General Store, and we got a bucket full of candy! People were nice there and we hope to go back soon.
My Granny fell and hurt herself, but she’s doing better. We hope she recovers quickly!
St. Emmelia Homeschool Conference
My brothers and I went to an Orthodox homeschool conference in April in Pennsylvania. It’s called Saint Emmelia because she was the mother of five saints. On our way through West Virginia, we saw the largest single-span steel arch bridge in the Western Hemisphere, which goes over the third oldest river in the world, the New River.
We met Bishop Thomas and we saw St. Raphael of Brooklyn’s relics and his grave. We made a prayer book, a prayer rock, and a list of prayers at workshops. While we were in the workshops, my parents were watching lectures by famous educators and Orthodox priests.
We also hung out with with our Orthodox friends from our home church and visited St. Ignatius Church with them. We sang a beautiful Pascha hymn called “The Angel Cried” and we saw all different kinds of liturgy. We got myrrh from a myrrh-streaming icon called the Cardiotisa. It was amazing that I witnessed a miracle!