Our days while covering General Convention are long and full. But at night, when the stories are written and the publication is put to bed, but before we put ourselves to bed, I often join others for a late dinner.
One evening during the General Convention in Anaheim, there were five or six of us at the dinner table, enjoying our pre-dinner drinks, and the waiter -- who recognized us as customers the past three or four evenings in a row -- asked,
“What convention are you with?”
One of us said, “The Episcopal Church.”
He said, “Oh, that’s great! We love having you a…