I had lunch with Joel and Ronya on Monday, and they sneakily surprised me with some very thoughtful gifts. A jar of cinnamon, a container of alderwood smoked sea salt (woot!) and some winter truffles. I have never, ever, prepared anything with truffles in it. I am both afeared and excited to try
Strictly against their personal policy of not supporting my bad habit of smoking, they also gave me a small wooden cigarette case. It’s very cool, very compact, and very light. It only holds 7, and there’s an individual lil tube for each. I’ll have to take some pictures, it’s hard to describe
Oo! And Ronya had completed my orange chef jacket with Soviet buttons (a gift I received from Zoe!) and it’s very spanky looking. Thanks hun, you rock the hizzouse!
In holiday news, I’ve come to the conclusion that Kim and I are rather short on traditions and rituals. While neither of us are religious, the time of year seems to call for *some* kind of acknowledgement and ritual. If we’re going to engage in the gift giving tradition everyone else does, we might as well have a few of our own to go with it. So that’s my resolution for next year.
One tradition I believe I’ll be assimilating since it’s gained favour among some friends, is that of writing a family letter to be sent to friends. I’ve received some seriously cool examples, and I approve of the revival of this tradition
Not sure what else might get added in to the mix, but clearly some sort of roast critter with tasty veggies should be involved. And perhaps a gathering of the fremily
For now it’s time to groove to the random hits in my collection for the word Christmas
Which apparently means kicking things off with “The Christmas Song [Holiday Remix]” by Christina Aguilera. Heh.
Good manners will open doors that the best education cannot. – Clarence Thomas (1948 – )