“I want to write a funny Artnotes,” I tell Blair. But nothing funny has happened for a while. Maybe that’s not true. Funny were the Nuns running a coffee shop out of an Airstream trailer this week, next door to the Basilica in Freising. It was pouring rain and the two bruisers would dash out from a secure building to the Airstream, after which we dashed with our macchiati (the only good coffee we’ve had in almost a month) to the nearby pavilion to drink it. And the church was DIVINE. |