4316 331st Ave NE
Carnation, WA 98014
Time: Sunday, April 27th, 2pm - 7pm
Stephen: four two five, - two zero eight - one six one one (text)
Emily: four two five - two zero eight - one seven seven six (text)
Carpool if you can! Park in our driveway if there's room, or along our street, just take care not to block our neighbors' driveways.
TopParents: please be aware that we have a trampoline and a tree house, ensure your small children are supervised as both of these things can be dangerous for smaller children. We also have a chicken coop. No children should going into the chicken coop for any reason.
TopYourself! You need bring anything, but if you really want to, we often don't purchase much in the way of desserts, veggies, fruits, and/or snacks. Feel free to bring anything you like or nothing at all!
TopLa Slava de los Stchurs, por fin ha llegado
Hay que celebrar porque la cuaresma ha pasado
Comemos carne de nuevo, ya no tenemos que ayunar
Llena tu copa con vino y prepárate para brindar
Un brindis por la carne, por los huevos, y más
Un brindis por la comida que no cesa jamás
Espero que vengas y que disfrutes un montón
Que pases tiempo con amigos que alegra tu corazón
Habrá chorizo y bistec, postres, y pollo
Para beber, no lo sé, aún está en desarrollo
Pero una cosa sé, vodka chocolate habrá
Esta bebida muy rica, todo el mundo querrá
Cuánto dura la fiesta? No sé exactamente
Hasta las 6 por lo menos, o hasta que te despida simplemente
Si no entiendes lo que escribo, no te preocupes, no hay problema
Solo tienes que entender la idea general de este poema
Puedes usar Google Translate, si quieres, o algo así
Pero no lo necesito yo, entiendo perfectamente lo que escribí 😉
Seguramente estás convencido, qué más hay que saber?
Es la gran fiesta del año, tienes que venir y beber!
Ya sé que piensas de que lo que he escrito
Pero no usé ChatGPT, aunque una amiga me ayudó un poquito
Espero que hayas decidido venir porque esta fiesta te llenará de felicidad
Ha resucitado El Señor Jesucristo
Ha resucitado en verdad!
It's time once again for another edition
Of the Stchur Slava poem, which is now a tradition
A tradition 'cause this is three years in a row
And thrice makes a tradition, as I'm sure you all know
But how is it possible, year after year
To come up with new rhymes and make it appear
Like it's not just AI doing all the hard work
C'mon! I'm insulted if you think I would shirk
My poem-writing duties and allow ChatGPT
To take all the credit that belongs truly to me!
This year, like last, we'll have plenty to eat
And I'll spare you the jokes that it won't involve meat
'Cause that's crazy talk -- just "stuff and nonsense"
An idea with which you must surely dispense
Believe my friends, there will be meat on the grill
And no one will leave without eating his fill
Of sausages, burgers, hotdogs, and steak
The only question remaining is: what will it take?
To get you to come and partake in the fun
And party all night (or at least till we're done)
Which will be 6 o'clock because we're lame and we're old
But you, my dear reader, will do what you're told
You'll come to our Slava. Don't think, just decide
And bring your favoritest person to sit by your side
Ditch those Mother's Days plans, so very little they matter
Or another idea: bring Mom along if you'd rather!
You won't wanna miss this, the steak will be cooked to perfection
And our bar cart will have its biggest ever selection
If I haven't convinced you by now then I guess I give up
But rest assured this year's Slava is going to live up
To the hype I'm creating and the fun that I promise
It has to! We're honoring the Apostle Saint Thomas!
But I'm not worried. You'll be there 'cause I've planted the seed
It's as sure as Christ is risen. He is risen indeed!
It's the Stchur Family Slava, do you remember last year?
We had lots of fun, but we ran out of beer.
That's a Slava faux pas, won't make that mistake twice.
This year, twice as much beer, and we'll put it on ice.
Right next to, of course, The Thirst Quenching Station,
Which you'll recall from last year, had all your favorite libations.
Including vodka and whiskey and brandy and rum,
And my famous chocolate liqueur, you simply have to try some.
But don't worry, we'll have more than just drinks for our guests.
We'll have hummus and tofu and -- no, just kidding, I jest!
C'mon! It's the Feast of all feasts, you didn't think I was serious?
Vegan fare at a Slava? You must be delirious.
Besides, fasting's forbidden this week, I've been told.
And avoiding meat to be "healthy?" That's just a lie you've seen sold.
So bring on the dairy, the eggs, and the cheese!
The steak, the hamburgers, and the sausages please.
It's St. Thomas Sunday, and our Slava is on!
Get there early if you can, before the food is all gone.
Bring something to share. Or don't, I don't care.
I just wanna see each and every one of you there.
If you're considering not coming, I'm disappointed in you.
It's gonna be so much fun, and you've got nothing better to do.
So it's settled, you're coming, the deal is done.
You'll be there, this Sunday, and you're going to have fun.
When you arrive, "Christ is risen" is what you will say.
And we'll say "He is risen, indeed! It's a glorious day."
It's the Stchur Family Slava, this Sunday. You're invited.
After a two-year hiatus, we hope you're excited.
"What kind of food" you may ask, "can I expect on the billing?"
You'll have to wait to find out, but a hint: I love grilling.
Besides food and fun, there'll be lots of libations.
We'll designate an area and call it "The Thirst-Quenching Station!"
You'd like to bring something? A dessert or some wine?
We'll gladly accept, but even nothing is fine!
We only hope you can make it. You'll have fun, guaranteed.
For the price of admission, there's just one thing I need.
Name an Avett Brothers song that has the word "speed."
On second thought, just say "Christ is Risen!"
And we'll say "He is Risen, Indeed!"