I’m currently on an airplane, somewhere over… somewhere. Wisconsin? A Dakota? I don’t know, Philadelphia to Seattle is a long flight. I’ve got a bag brim-full of wrapped and ribboned presents tucked into the overhead bin above me, and I’m … wait! there’s more…
You guys! It’s almost here! He’s almost here! With his boots and his belt and his boxes of toys! In just one week he’ll be squeezing down your chimney to rob you of cookies. …Santa. Have you been too busy working/playing … wait! there’s more…
Hey! Look! A present! I found your weekend baking project. This time of year, all I want to do is eat warm cookies. Crisp-edged and chewy-centered cookies. Specifically, these. These taste like Christmas. Those are Ben’s words, not mine, and … wait! there’s more…
This pie. You will want to make it. You will be proud to partake of it, even. It’s rich and toasty, sweetly mapled, faintly caramel-ish – it is deep, this pecan pie. Deep in the maple/brown sugar/molasses, complex-and-nuanced sort of … wait! there’s more…
Hanukah. Hanukkah. Chanukkah? Correct spelling aside, that holiday is happening this weekend! It starts on Saturday at sundown – are you ready? Have you pulled your old menorah from the depths of… wherever it is that you keep it? Bought … wait! there’s more…
This time of year is fast and furious. Mostly fast and less furious, I suppose, on account of the fact that Elf plays on loop on the cable tv. Elf is good. Zooey Deschanel as a blond doesn’t seem entirely … wait! there’s more…