The Episcopal Church invites questioning, varied viewpoints and diversity in leadership and lifestyle, and “We won't tell you what to think,” Katharine Zeta Schori told about 140 people at St. Martha Episcopal, Papillion, yesterday.

In a speech, a question-answer session and an interview Saturday, Jefferts Schori repeatedly described hers as a faith that is open and not dogmatic.

“I read the Gospel to say that Jesus invited everybody into His community,” she said in an interview. “He dealt with all the categories that were deemed unacceptable in His day, and He said, ‘There's a place for you at my table.'”

She said Pope Benedict XVI's invitation to disaffected Anglicans (or Episcopalians) to join the Roman Catholic Church wasn't directed at conflict in the United States over female or gay bishops. England currently has a greater conflict over those issues. The height of the conflict is behind us," she said.

Jefferts Schori, 56, studied squids and octopuses while obtaining a doctorate in oceanography.



  1. I have lived in Papillion, Nebraska for two years and have no idea where this picture was taken! Where were you when we were experiencing our 112th day of snow coverage?

  2. What’s even more amazing is she manages to work them into her sermons every now and then, usually in reference to the incredible diversity of life or to illustrate how we can’t always see what our futures will hold.

  3. The English are less likely than others to eat octopus. It is regarded by most of us in the same way we regard the eating of snails or frogs’ legs. In other words it is a filthy pastime only enjoyed by foreign types. English dietary law is far stricter than anything the Jews have ever managed to come up with. We don’t call foodstuffs kosher, of course. We refer to yeeuk and non-yeeuk.

  4. I don’t count poncey, London media types as English. Anyway, they don’t like them – they just pretend to because they read that they were supposed to in the Guardian magazine. Also, even real Londoners eat eels – I expect it’s the Huguenot influence.

  5. MP, poncey London media types are genuinely English, I’m afraid (though you are perfectly correct that that was the demographic I was referring to). They aren’t pretending, either – octopus and squid are yum. Eels, though, they’re the bloody business. I would eat jellied eels any day. The Turkish way with smoked eel is also particularly fine.

  6. I hear the Italians eat the damned things too.

    But I have to draw the line at Opera, they did “Hamlet” yesterday at The Met. It was fabulous, though it sounded rather French .

  7. “He dealt with all the categories that were deemed unacceptable in His day, and He said, ‘There’s a place for you at my table.’”

    Today, a visitor at St. Mark’s wasn’t quite sure where to stand/kneel at the altar during Communion, and asked me if there was “room.”

    “Absolutely,” I assured her.

    Some questions are easier than others. On the matter of eel and octopus (and squid), as an exchange student to Japan back in the day, though I had never encountered such things at mealtime before, I ate what I was served. It’s amazing what one can get down if rice and tea are at the ready.

  8. Insalata del Mare in Italy looks like a bad 1950s horror movie on a plate, but it’s delicious. Viva Calimari!

    Syosset, Long Island Irish Michael cringes at the very thought of black pudding. So I eat his.

    New York is an island archipelago off the coast of the USA. Just ask the teabaggers.

  9. MP.. You criticise poncey southerners like me who like snails, octopus AND calamari… But don’t you priestly types eat god on a daily basis ? or is that just the catlicks ? I am not up on me transubstantiations these days ! 😉

  10. Paul: awwwwwww! thanks.

    Wade: what’s wrong with something “sounding rather French?”

    Counterlight: black pudding, nothing beats it.

    As it happens I love tripe too, but it has to be cooked the Spanish way, in a rich meaty tomato sauce.

  11. Wade – bit harsh on the poor old cheese-eating surrender monkeys. They can certainly cook sometimes. I’ve had some damn good food in France. But then I’ve got a thing for snails. Anyway, the Two Fat Ladies were fabulous too.

  12. Wade is Francophobic. He spent a week in Paris with Vic appalled at the state of the streets. When I told him I love snails in garlic butter he nearly disowned me. MP Sorry to hear you have been de-curated or whatever the ecclesiastical term is. With more priests like you, more people like me might venture inside a church every once in a while

  13. I’m not Francophobic, in fact outside Paris I understand they are tolerable and capable of cooking.

    But in Gay Paree the only decent meal we had was in a Thai restaurant.

    And NOTHING works over there. The streets are busted, the elevators are busted, everything is busted. And they seem proud of it!

  14. In Gay Paree you can certainly get extremely good bonbons, cakes and icecreams, plus I’ve had not a few very good meals there. It’s hit and miss, though. But I would go to Paris for Bertillon’s icecreams alone.

    I think you do have to draw a distinction between the French haute cuisine, of which they have traditionally been inordinately proud, and which is usually rubbish (what little I’ve had of it anyway), and French country cooking, which is utterly fabulous and delicious.

  15. Cathy,

    Yes, it seemed like Victor would dart into every little bakery and come out with a big smile and something chocolate, of course I don’t care for chocolate or sweets at all. Just give me a proper Cottage Pie and a pint of stout at an English Pub any day! If I want desert there’s always another pint! Now THAT’S Haute Cuisine!

    I did notice that the “Freedom Fries” in Paris tasted just like MacDonald’s. But I don’t like MacDonald’s either.

  16. Wade – your Victor sounds like his tastes in food are more than a little like mine. Something chocolatey from a French cake shop or bakery … mmm mmm, mmm mmm.

    I like your take on Haute Cuisine though, I have to say.

    Sid – you might have just had bad luck?? Either way, rustic Italian is generally damn fine too. Plus Italians of both sexes are mostly pretty easy on the eye.

    wv – “forker”!!???!

    … I resent that suggestion.