“Certainly, follow me to the kitchen,” said Dom Gerard. The candlelight from the sconce candle holders placed intermittently on the walls, danced across the walls and ceiling. The aroma of burning candles and incense filled the air. Saban and Elisaveta marveled at the interior with its high arched ceiling accentuated with varnished wooden supports; and the square, brown tile floor outlined in beige. Elisaveta turned to Saban and whispered, “We must come back someday and tour this Abbey.” “If this war ends soon,” Saban responded, “maybe a monk will christen our baby.” Elisaveta smiled. They followed the monk through an ornately carved, wooden door, pointed at the top. “Take off your coats, be comfortable. Come sit at the table. It is warmer in here,” Dom Gerard said as he stocked a fireplace. In the center of the sparsely furnished kitchen, sat a heavily used, rectangular, rough hewn wooden table with six wooden chairs. “Remove your coats and please be seated. I will get the wrap.” When …show more content…
So, you are hungry. Please, join me in a late night snack of bread and cheese.” The monk spoke while getting the food, “And to go with the bread and cheese... I have some Chimay .” “Chimay?” asked Elisaveta. “Yes, it is a delicious beer brewed by the Trappist Monks in the Scourmont Abbey here in Belgium. We smuggle it in. It will help you relax after your trying day.” Dorian helped Dom Gerard bring plates, bread, cheese, and five bottles of Chimay to the table and pour the beer into steins. After Dom Gerard said grace, he raised his stein, “Gone with the occupier! To a free Belgium!” Everyone echoed his toast and took a drink of Chimay. Dom Gerard sat and they began to eat and drink. “You indicated a problem. What is it?” asked Cédric addressing Dom Gerard. “We received word the Gestapo wants to arrest Dom Bruno.” “Why?” asked