Hello blog readers! Has your Christmas season been as busy as mine has? I thought to myself this morning, "Hey, I have time to blog! Yippee!" Then I looked at the blog and realized that I haven't been here in ages.*
But all is well, because we are here together now, laughing, drinking hot cocoa, and anticipating one of the holiest nights of the year. And how have I been prepping for this night?
By cooking every last lick of raw ingredients in my kitchen into every imaginable Christmas treat for four weeks straight.
It has been exhausting, but a lot of fun. It partly makes me wish that the season went on much longer than December 25 (oh wait...it does.) And, it makes me want to break into song.
Lucky you, I don't know how to add audio.
Nonetheless, you get my lyrics. Also in your favor: the tune is a dash familiar to you. Hum along to The Twelve Days of Christmas, won't you?
On the twelfth day of cooking, my kitchen gave to me:
Twelve loads of dishes,
Eleven dozen cookies,
Ten dozen truffles,
Nine dozen cupcakes,
Eight Tums needed,
Seven grocery store stops,
FIVE BATTLE SCARS!!
Four weeks of working,
Three dozen brownies,
Two failed attempts,
And a huge batch of TAH-MALL-EES!
That's right! After all those sweets, I went over to my in-laws' house and made tamales.
You know, because I am Mexican now.
Here's the proof:
He's finally going to share all his years of experience.
I see five plates, but six shot glasses. Hmmm, someone is getting the fuel without doing the work.
My first masa-smeared corn husk.
I hope you have a very safe and holy Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I'll be sharing my memories with you soon, but don't forget to make your own!
*More than a couple weeks is pretty much ages in in the blogosphere. I'm surprised the blog didn't have wrinkles.