If you’re reading this, thank you.
You could be eating.
You could be sleeping.
You could be doing something to better yourself.
And instead, you’re here. Reading my rants and musings on food, cooking, and life.
I think this is the moment where I throw in a “#blessed”.
No but really, I am very thankful for all of you who continue to support me. I know this life might look like a piece of cake (ok sometimes there are literal pieces of cake), but ultimately it’s not as easy as it looks. In addition to a BANANAS sleeping schedule, it comes with a lot of stress, anxiety, and bad LDL. Thus far, the positives outweigh the negatives, and I’m happy to continuously abuse my body with red meat and alcohol, all in the name of research.
I used to be one of those cubicle people. From 9 am – 6 pm, Monday through Friday, I relied on a gallon of Starbucks (and a sprinkling of denial) just to get me through the day. Did I mention that’s how I started this blog?? Out of boredom at my job. I knew I liked to eat and I knew I liked to write, so this seemed like the next logical step. Truthfully, office life was never for me, and it was proven by the fact that I got canned from almost every job I’ve ever had.
Go ahead. Ask me why. Most of it has to do with the fact that I can’t keep my mouth shut.
Anyway…let’s wrap this up. I have to go make Christmas dinner by way of Italy.
So that’s actually first on the list. We’re a strange family.
Stuff of Christmas Past
- Some years we make roast beef (American), others we make beef bourguignon (French). And then, on the super special occasions, we make pasta with meatsauce (bolognese), sausage and peppers, and garlic bread. We also listen to my “Mob Hits” playlist. No really that’s what it’s called I’m not being non-PC even though I’m ALWAYS non-PC.
- Starbucks. These guys have been absolutely BUTCHERING my name since I can remember. I know I’m not alone in this, but I really got some gems in my day. In fact, my nickname with one of my friends is now “Dave”.
- My antlers. Another tradition of mine is to wear something silly of the holiday variety. I don’t know why, but I’ve really been into these antlers and have been wearing them for the past 2-3 years. If you’re lucky, they will make their way to you.
- Katie. Ahhhh Katie. She’s one of my best friends and we have unofficially adopted her into the fam. She has been coming to Christmas the past few years, and she’s only slightly less crazy than we are. She brings a ton of energy to the festivities (this is not specific to Christmas, that’s just who she is) and I’m envious of this trait because I’m pretty much like Daria, even on my happiest days. Remember that cartoon? Or am I dating myself AGAIN? Anyway. Katie is also nearly 6 feet tall and my 5-4 mom thinks she can’t really fit in our house. It’s hilarious. Also there’s the antlers again.
- Wine and Cheese. Ok I guess that’s not really something new. I just had to throw in these photos because I’m OBSESSED with them. From Dominique in the West Village – baked camembert with garlic and herbs and OH MY GAH. Plus, if there is one thing you can count on ME for, it’s to bring the food and booze. Which leads to joy. And who else brings joy? Santa. So basically what I’m saying is I’m Santa.
- Snoopy. Lastly, we aren’t religious, so we put Snoopy on top of our tree every year instead of a star or an angel. None of that. Snoopy is non-controversial and everyone believes in him. We know it’s weird, but we’re ok with it. That statement should probably be drilled into a 2×4 and hammered into the door frame on the entrance to our house. Sets the tone.
Merry Christmas everyone! Feel free to share your own traditions below and hope everyone has a splendid holiday.