That’s Monroe Yoder, a retired Mennonite pastor (and former electron microscopist, ie biologist) who lives in the Bronx. He invited me to dinner with his family after I put the word on the air out that I… wanted dinner. To be more precise, I’m doing a “Dinner With” series, in the homes of various interesting New Yorkers (let me know if you’re game).
So, THREE things I didn’t know about Mennonites:
- There’s a whole bunch of them in NYC
- Most of them are black, or Latino. Monroe’s church is in Harlem
- They don’t shun people who leave the fold (that’s the Amish)
Oh yeah, and #4 would be that they don’t wear big beards anymore.
Dinner was a very tender baked chicken, fried potatoes (with salt, pepper, and MILK), creamed snow peas — all straight out of the Mennonite cookbook, and string beans (sauteed with garlic, totally un-Mennonite).
Desert was home-canned peaches (sublime) and molasses cookies. Sublime.