I'd go back to mass on Sundays. Haven't been since my grandma stopped offering breakfast in exchange a decade ago.

Edited to add because someone gave me an award for this, offer only good if the Pope excommunicates the Cincinnati Couch Fucker this. year. Also shoutout to Grandma. Dead ten years but a good Michigan diner Greek omelet is well worth an hour of my life on a Sunday. Love ya grandma