Bread and Wine, Coffee and Cake

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So, last Sunday, I went to an episcopal church. I won't go into the subtle differences, but suffice to say it felt more formal in ritual yet less formal interpersonally; so very English (I kept thinking the words "Reginald Perrin"), so very much like my episcopal grandmother (God bless her.)... the Bible reading included the section about marriage. The presiding preacher was very matter-of-fact about the Episcopal stance that gays should be allowed to marry. (Most of the sermon was more about how much work a successful marriage is for any two people, and yet we let teenagers attempt it.) The wine was redder and more grapey. Afterwards, the grandmotherly lady next to me encouraged me to come to the 'coffee hour' next door, where I ate (some manner of baked good, I don't recall), drank coffee, and was introduced to half the church, one at a time. I plan to keep going there until at least November 3rd, but my sense of the Holy Spirit nudging me is that I shouldn't attend as a tourist, but as someone who's at least considering staying. ...so, I'll consider.