Zaleski: Hot cross buns and sweet currant juice
I grew up in a ragout of Roman Catholicism that was spiced with ethnicity. Until about the mid-1960s, when my generation was shedding ancestry as a vital element of identity, Catholic churches in my blue-collar hometown in southern New England were distinguished by their connection to the old countries.
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