When I was younger, I resented Thanksgiving. I hated that we hosted it at our house, and I hated the people we invited; sometimes, I even hated the food.
I miss German Christmases.
I have always loved Christmas. I revel in the holiday season as a whole. I wish I could say it was for some noble, baby Jesus reason, but nope. I love all the decorations, music, and rampant consumerism.
On Saturday, my five-year-old son said to me, “I know you’re Santa.”
You should have “Tradition” from Fiddler on the Roof running through your head now. You’re welcome.
It’s my first OT of 2012. Where does the time go? I’ve always liked hanging out with friends on New Year’s Eve–not (usually) anything too over the top, but a fun night spent with friends looking back and looking ahead is how I like to spend the last day of any year.
This may make a better lunchtime poll than an OT, but it’s a flashback, so I’m sticking with it. This weekend I made five dozen sugar cookies and went to a cookie exchange.
Today I’m thinking about Thanksgiving food, because Thanksgiving is usually my favorite holiday AND it has all of my favorite foods. Well, usually it does.
Top of the Lunchtime to you today! As Mr. Sally J says, it’s the day of his people.
No, that’s not a typo. It’s a super clever/punny reference to one of my favorite Christmastime treats: stollen. This German treat is not exclusively found around Christmas, but that’s really its time to shine. It is basically a coffee cake, filled with fruit and/or nuts and covered with confectioner’s sugar. It’s not Christmas in the […]
It’s come to my attention over the years that my family has relatively unusual holiday traditions. For one, my family identifies as Polish, even though most of the younger generation are more typical American mongrels than straight out of Poland, and we make a big deal about celebrating Wigilia, the traditional Christmas Eve dinner. And […]
In Germany, the night between the 5th and 6th December is not any normal night. The kids prepare for it by cleaning and polishing their winter boots. When that is done, the boots are placed outside the front door and the kids go to bed. Usually they are having trouble sleeping. They are excited. I […]