dear st. anthony:
i don't know who you are. i don't know why you are a saint. but i am grateful for you. i am grateful that there is a festival to honor and express gratitude for you. because in boston, the italians have made your festival divine!
and when i say divine, i truly mean divine. pizza, caramel apples (yes, i made friends with the people at the stand and figured out what other festivals they will be at), and just watching. i met new friends at a party after i attended your festival friday night. i told them how wonderful your celebration was and we headed back on saturday and loved the dancing in the streets!