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The Rev. Tim Schenck, rector of St. John the Evangelist in Hingham, Mass., looks for God amid domestic chaos
The Soup Nazi Pales in Comparison
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Tim Schenck is an Episcopal priest, husband to Bryna, father to Benedict and Zachary, and \x34master\x34 to Delilah (about 50 in dog years). Since 2009 I've been the rector of the Episcopal Parish of St. John the Evangelist in Hingham, Mass. (on the ...
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Tim Schenck is an Episcopal priest, husband to Bryna, father to Benedict and Zachary, and \x34master\x34 to Delilah (about 50 in dog years). Since 2009 I've been the rector of the Episcopal Parish of St. John the Evangelist in Hingham, Mass. (on the South Shore of Boston). I've also served parishes in Maryland and New York. When I'm not tending to my parish, hanging out with my family, or writing, I can usually be found drinking good coffee -- not that drinking coffee and these other activities are mutually exclusive. I hope you'll visit my website at www.frtim.com to find out more about me, read some excerpts from my book \x34What Size are God's Shoes: Kids, Chaos & the Spiritual Life\x34 (Morehouse, 2008), and check out some recent sermons.
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Even if you are not a Seinfeld fan, everyone has heard the ol’ "No soup for you" routine. Enters a Chef/restaurant owner named David Viens from the city of Angles (how appropriate is that?) that raised the bar for all other pricks in the restaurant business to be judged against.  



The alleged crime is mighty grisly, to say the least! Here, read it for yourself; http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/california-chef-trial-killing-wife-told-cops-slow-cooked-body-days-article-1.1162698.  Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street comes to mind when I read this article! What on earth possessed this human to cook another human, especially his wife, for 4 days? I know there’s a whole bunch of one-liners that would fit nicely in there, but I’m biting my tongue for this time only. 



What troubles me the most is that unless his home kitchen is tricked out, there is no way possible to cook something larger than a couple of turkeys at home which leads to my next question, where did he do this unspeakable crime? When pondering that question, remember he does own a commercial kitchen at his restaurant…



Imagine working in that restaurant kitchen, if the unthinkable did actually go down there. Being that I know my way around a kitchen, and know how line cooks think, how the hell did he fend off the million questions that definitely arose during those 4 days?



Okay, so maybe I’ve already convicted him before his trial ends but let’s not forget that he did jump off an 80 foot cliff when the coppers were closing in, AND confessed but then recanted later on. I know you’re throwing that whole OJ debacle at me right now but remember, the Juice is in jail for hopefully and likely, life. Karma, it has a way of catching up to you. 



If you are as curious as I was as to what is actually on his menu, take a peek: http://www.urbanspoon.com/cities/5-los-angeles/restaurants/1475968-thyme-contemporary-cafe/menu. Notice there isn’t any of the infamous Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies on it? Be thankful for that at least.



 

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