Per walruskkkch: “The carving is courtesy of St. Patrick’s in NYC.”
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Saint Basil not Saint Basil.
I’ll alert the proper authorities.
Funny aside. While we were visiting my friend went to find a bathroom. (I said, “You should be able to hold it a while for God.” but she paid me no mind.) She comes back with the report that they converted the confessionals to Rest Rooms. There is a significance there that I am still working through.
“I said I wanted a place for people to do their absolutions, not ablutions!”
“Oh. Then you’re not going to like what I did with the snackristy.”
Relieve yourself of your sins, and last night’s dinner.