This morning while we were waiting for my friend’s wife to finish her medical appointments we were in search of the perfect eclair.  Chuck had four addresses of bakeries and a map of New Orleans to guide him.  He has lived here almost a decade and had not found a bakery that makes a really good eclair.  The ones found in the supermarkets were always inferior so we were in search of the perfect eclair.  We found three bakeries and bought their eclairs plus one Neapolitan.  I told one clerk that we were going to critique her eclairs.  She just laughed and said, “Go right ahead.”  Tonight the eclairs will be our deserts.  We will split them three ways and then make our judgments.

It was just another world–only six miles away.  There is an healthy Amish and Mennonite community that close to me.  Until two years ago I had no idea it was there.

We were looking for someone to build a wooden fence for our yard two years ago.  It was then I became aware of this community.  People who only used horse and buggy to get around.  And had no electricity or cars.

I became friendly with Ron a Mennonite who built our fence.  He was straight forward.  There was no guile.  He was what you see.  Totally honest.  I got to know his large family better and his life.

I marveled this community was so close.  My awareness of this started when I started shopping at a large Mennonite produce stand.  Now I get most of my produce there.  The prices are generally good.  They also have a bakery.

They know me there.  And I learned the names of the two who generally are behind the counter.  Sometimes you have no idea of another world until you change you habits a little and go in another direction.  This world was right under my nose and until recently I had no idea it even existed.