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Broiled Fish and Cinnamon Toast -- Luke 24:36b-48 (Third Sunday of Easter)

Prayer: Holy, Risen Christ – help us to experience Resurrection in your Living Word, alive in us. Amen.

This is a strange moment in Scripture. First off, there’s the almost eerie setting. Jesus appears to the disciples, and they think they are seeing a ghost. Jesus just kind of appears in the room; doesn’t need to use the door; and that’s strange. So Jesus has to prove he’s not a ghost. So, he lets them touch him. Touch and see. Touch my hands that have been pierced, and my feet. See that it is I myself. And then he says, Why are you surprised? This is what I told you all along. And he’s right. But they didn’t see it coming. And so, there are all these emotions spinning around in the room, all at the same time: Startled, frightened, troubled, doubting, joyful, amazed.

But, in the midst of all that, here’s the bit that really captures my attention. This piece of broiled fish. This is such a dramatic moment. Jesus has been crucified. And this is resurrection. Jesus is not dead. Christ is risen. Christ is risen indeed. Everything we thought we knew has been turned on its head. Death doesn’t have the last word. Christ has come to give us life and to give us life abundantly. Life stronger than death, and stronger than everything that can do us harm.

But in the middle of this story. Jesus is hungry. “Do you have anything to eat around here?” And they give him a piece of broiled fish. And he eats it in front of them. (Now, that detail is probably there to show that Jesus was resurrected in body. But it is strange nonetheless. In the middle of everything, they give Jesus a piece of broiled fish, and he eats it.

So as we hear this strange food story, I want to tell you another. And this one is about cinnamon toast. I heard it on the This American Life podcast, and the story has stuck with me. A few years ago – cinnamon toast started popping up all over San Francisco.

Do you remember that? It was the latest culinary trend – you could find it in all the best, hipster coffee houses. People would pay $4 for a piece of cinnamon toast – artisan, locally-sourced cinnamon toast, to be sure.

So this reporter, John Gravois, set out to find out more about this trend, about where it all started, about how it became the “in” thing – and this is the story he tells.[1] He started his research by going to the very trendiest coffee places – where they were serving all kinds of gourmet toast. But he soon found out that the cinnamon toast movement didn’t start there. No, it began in a little whole-in-the-wall coffee shop in the Outer Sunset – at a place called the Trouble Coffee and Coconut Club.

The Trouble Coffee and Coconut Club is owned by Giulietta Carelli. You can’t miss Giulietta – she wears the same thing all the time – a crop top; ripped jeans, a head scarf – and she has covered herself with tattoos.