My highly skewed (don't snicker) exposition on becoming a whole person after the epiphany of a lifetime as well as general observations on the tiny slice of the universe that I deftly inhabit.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Christmas Time Machine
It's not possible to be with the ones we care about on Big Holidays, like this one, for reasons sad and diverse that range from misunderstanding to death.
I come from a Polish peasant family that made good in the New World. Thatched houses were replaced by brick and shingle. The food, though, stayed the same.
So, in an attempt to invoke the spirits of those gone and gone away, here's tonight's menu, all made by your truly, even if i didn't start off having any real idea of how to make it happen.
Pieorogies, potato and sauerkraut
Ham (no goose)
Pea salad
Unsweet sweet potatos
Sweet potatos for old time's sake
Onions and potatos
Fish, coconut encrusted
Red, white and chocolate ice cream
Smoked mozzarella
Spinach artichoke dip
Port
Riesling
Sherry
Zinfandel
Just missing one ingredient - you. Happy Christmas. You'll be remembered in every bite.
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