I've also come to the realization that Christmas doesn't feel entirely Christmas-y when you're in adulthood limbo. You know, the "I'm no longer a kid but don't yet have kids" kind of limbo. And during this time of my life, I've noticed a significant loss of Christmas libido. Which is why, moving forward, I'm skipping town for the Holidays (while I still can) and jetting off to somewhere with cloudless skies, temperatures in the low 80's, and a light breeze that rolls in and thoughtfully tickles my sun-kissed skin. What a merry, merry, merry Christmas that would be.
But Christmas is in Connecticut this year. And Christmas in Connecticut means one thing and one thing only: Ina Garten. Girlfriend knows how to put together an elegant comfort food spread; the epitome of a Holiday meal. And that mixed with the subtle scent of pine, the sweet yet spicy smell of Glogg gently simmering on the stove, candles flickering, James Taylor crooning "Winter Wonderland" and suddenly there's no where else I'd rather be. On Christmas.
gravlax with mustard-dill sauce
Hiedsieck & Co Monopole Blue Top Brut
fillet of beef with gorgonzola sauce
potato and fennel gratin
sauteed string beans with mushrooms
baby greens with parsley-red onion vinaigrette
2008 Man O' War Syrah
swedish apple-cardamom cake with vanilla sauce
Wishing you and yours the happiest, healthiest, and yummiest of holidays.
Swedish Apple Cake (replace the cinnamon with cardamom)
Painting above by Carl Larsson courtesy of Blog of an Art Admirer and History Lover