Soit hit me last night that it is indeed Christmas time. I was eating sushi ,garden tempura roll, of all things when my favorite Christmas jam of all time came on. I will always remember the smell of cookies baking and fresh cut trees, and my mom yelling at me to not run in the house because it makes the record skip. I cant wait for the day that my Mom will have the opportunity to yell those words at me again in her own house.
I am very excited for this weather only in southern California do you wait till December to break out the coats and scarfs. My favorite tradition is every year my family gets together and makes home made ravioli and gnocchi. the sound of
carols being muffled out by the laughter, flour clouds the room after Gonga decides that its just to clean around here and we need to make a mess. The taste of warm nog with just a splash or six of brandy warming your body on the outside while constant hugs warm you outside. If you want to join in the festivities the rule of to many cooks in the kitchen does not apply here its an open door to good friends.
