Apparently it’s December and there’s Christmas or something going on. Or so all the TV ads and Salvation Army Bell Ringers say. I think I did about 3 minutes of Christmas shopping in the form of looking in my folder of recipes and saying “Oh. I need some almonds.” That’s what the flu will do to me. I intend to spend next week baking the cookies and foods and stuff that I give away every year.
I like to give food for Christmas. It’s easy, people can’t just go to the store and get the stuff I make, I put my heart into it, and when it’s gone it’s gone and there’s no “oh great what do I do with this (thing)?” About 25 years ago I got a copy of Gourmet magazine that had several biscotti recipes in it, and I gave them a try. Easy to make! And people liked them. I learned how to play around with combinations of flavors, hunted around for more recipes, and thanks to the interwebs, have found even more that let me use ingredients not commonly found (like black walnuts!). I know that once I start cooking them I’ll get into the Christmas Spirit a little more and maybe even dig out a few Santa mugs or turn on the little ceramic Christmas tree for the pretty lights. I also have a fireplace DVD Complete With Crackling Fire Sounds. (Ok, The Fella, quit rolling your eyes, I know you have a delicious woodstove and all that pecan wood, but it’s A Tradition.)
Last year, instead of gifts for all the boys, I cooked a big fancy prime rib dinner, and they all seemed happy with it. That’s going to happen again. I like it that way. They’re all adults now and if they want something in particular, they can get it for themselves. Cooking a nice dinner for them is something I like doing, they like having, and there’s leftovers. After Christmas, The Fella and I are going to go to Alabama, for Christmas 2.0 with my family (Bro&Wife, and Aunt from Texas, Mom and Dad, #3andFam) and knowing Bro, there will be competion in the kitchen, and Mom won’t have to do a single thing culinarily.
So, now I’ve managed to talk myself into a modicum of Christmas Spirit (even through the fog of the Flu) and am actually starting to kind of look forward to it a little bit, maybe.
I need to get some pretty boxes for the cookies….