Instead of posting a second recipe, like I do every week, I thought I’d share a slice of personal life.
Here’s my family. My reason for slaving away in the kitchen. My reason for picking myself up from each and every allergy-friendly FLOP.
I hope you’re having a wonderful Christmas day with your loved ones, too.
To leave, I’ll share a new favorite quote I found last night about this blessed day:
“Maybe the purchasing and the making and the wrapping and the decorating—those delightfully generous and important expressions of our love at Christmas—should be separated, if only slightly, from the more quiet, personal moments when we consider the meaning of the Baby (and his birth) who prompts the giving of such gifts…
…I, like you, need to remember the very plain scene, even the poverty, of a night devoid of tinsel or wrapping or goods of this world. Only when we see that single, sacred, unadorned object of our devotion—the Babe of Bethlehem—will we know why “tis the season to be jolly” and why the giving of gifts is so appropriate.” (Jeffrey R. Holland, “Maybe Christmas Doesn’t Come from a Store)