I don’t know a lot of Mennonites who enthusiastically follow college basketball. That could be because of my bias towards Canadian Mennonites. But I suspect that a lot of Mennonites just disapprove of the frivolity of grown-ups sitting around and obsessing about a bunch of college kids running up and down a basketball court. Not … More Menno March Madness
By now, you have probably been to four or five Christmas gatherings. Maybe you’ve eaten your share of pfeffernuss and are readying yourself for portzelchy. Maybe you’ve already alienated the other Rook players in your family and have strained the goodwill of the Dutch Blitzers. You have almost certainly exhausted all of your polite small … More An Entirely Appropriate Mennonite Party Game
People often ask me, “How do Mennonites celebrate New Year’s Eve”? Not really. I don’t think anyone’s ever asked me that. But they should – because I have an answer waiting. Can you guess? That’s right. The answer is: It depends. Apparently, my ancestors in Russia celebrated New Year’s Eve along with their Ukrainian neighbours … More Quiz of the MennoYear
I grew up playing cards. I played normal cards — the kind with Kings and Queens, Jacks and Aces. But I also played the kind of card games designed specifically for those religious groups who cast a suspicious eye at those one-eyed Jacks and Queens of Spades. I am bilingual that way. I can speak … More Playing the Rook Card
This post was originally published on the old site in November of 2015. I haven’t really changed much — liked it as it was. When I started this project, I knew I would have to create a cocktail called The Dutch Blitz. It was a name calling out for a cocktail and I hate to … More This is Not a Mennonite Drinking Game
According to my mostly-Mennonite twitter feed, the best thing about the October 14th Blue Jays/Texas Rangers game was that it did not result in a riot. Mennonite baseball fans all across Canada were wringing their hands earlier in the game when things weren’t looking so good. Though I was working late that night, my Menno … More Remember that time when we didn’t riot?