How do they make those communion wafers?

So we got to eat unconsecrated wafers during rehearsal. One kid in my group ate his like a pringle, in bite-sized thirds.

Jesus Juice!!

and what kinda amateur priest doesn't make with the unconsecrated waferz unprompted at communion rehearsal??

They are unleavened bread. Made by nuns, often. You can order them from an ecclesiastical catalogue.

when I was an altar boy in the 60s we'd steal the unconsecrated hosts for a little snack before morning mass. bland and stale.

Suggestions for imprints?

Godly stuff.

You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart

fucking hell, i only opened this thread so i could post "priest jism". and i've been beaten to it by a day and a half.

which suggests it wasn't quite as clever and original as i thought :)

"things i miss now i've turned my back on catholicism and indeed religion of all kinds" would be a very, very short list, but communion wafers would be on there somewhere. and probably lonely.

btw, the chewed-up X as a paste between two intact Xes was Markelby, I think. However, I am not jaymc, so I accept right now that this may be wrong.

- loved, loved these things as a kid. i think i told my parents once that i wanted to buy an unconsecrated sack of wafers to snack on. while that wasn't really possible two decades ago, witness our miracle age of ebay.

- leading into my later time as an altar boy, backstage the priests would have to drink all the unconsumed wine, as it had been transubstantiated into the blood of christ and couldn't simply be poured down the drain. many a mass would be finished up by a ruddy cheeked monsignor or deacon stumbling through the rest of the ceremony. the remaining body of christ just got put back into a storage locker though, much to my chagrin.

- i'm at camp, 12 or 13? after a week of hiking through the woods and canoeing, they finally divvy us up by religion, the jews get the cafeteria, protestants are assigned the swimming center, i guess us catholics got an improvised woodland dais thingy with benches going up this hill. so i'm sitting towards the front, the priest they brought in interrupts everything in the middle of sunday mass and in a very stern voice admonishes the crowd with "THIS IS THE BODY OF CHIRST, YOU MUST NOT HOLD ON TO IT AS A SOUVENIR" -- i look behind me and apparently a food fight of sorts was finishing up, kids had been hucking communion wafers at each other like ninja stars.

- much older now, i'm working this really high paying low personal satisfaction contract gig near rock center. swear i hadnt fallen into spiritual rut, had a free half hour in the morning and thought i'd go into nearby St Patricks for old times sake, force of habit, and i love those little hidden mystical corners of Catholicism. so its been years since i've recieved eucharist, i go up anyway, cup my hands as i always have, and the priest booms at me "OPEN YOUR HANDS". i was like what? dude repeats it "OPEN YOU HANDS WIDER OR IT WILL FALL ON THE GROUND". i finally get that wafer, no wine, because they banned that in the 80s due to the homeless problem there, afterwards i walked the fuck out and i don't think i've been to church since.

I like how the congregational church in my town actually uses small pieces of bread

One of the Catholic churches here used bread for a while, which I actually liked. It was always hit or miss, though. When it was good, I really wanted some holy butter. When it was bad, I think it meant that I had sinned.

that's what the wine's for, to wash it down!

I forgot to mention the disgusted, sneering look on his face.

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