December 25th, 2002

Macbeth the Usurper

Christmas Challenge

Christmas seems a bit snowed out this year. Imagine the irony! The ice bothers me more than the snow, though. I can handle snow. It's the ice that'll kill you. Even more so, it's someone else's inability to handle the ice that will kill you even more dead.

I love old movies on Christmas morning. Blame that on Laurel and Hardy, and Babes In Toyland. I watched Auntie Mame, a heartwarming story of an eccentric and all those stuffy fuddy-duddies that make the world a bland place. (This makes me think of a film festival theme, too. Parties in New York. We have Auntie Mame, Breakfast At Tiffany's, and some other films which I don't recall right now. If you recall them, please comment.)

Dinner is the challenge now. This is my FIRST Christmas dinner by myself, AND the first where I've made dinner. (I've always gone over a relatives house). What can I do with veggie burger mix, some Panar Paneer (spinach and cheese cubes), mixed veggies, honey cake mix, rice of various kinds, and so forth? Hmmm. Given my good cooking ability by my amazing cooking misjudgement, I think a fiasco will be in order. And it will be the BESTUS Christmas dinner fiacso EVER.

Maybe a white Christmas is what I've always needed.
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My little Christmas dinner turned out okay. The Matar Paneer was peas and cheese cubes. I put that over brown rice. I fried the veggie burger mix in little balls. Put that all together, and that was dinner.

For dessert, my choices were a bit limited. I looked at a pudding, but I ate my last two eggs for breakfast. Stumped, I went back to the fridge. I took out an apple, chopped it up, topped it with chopped almonds and honey, then tossed in about five cloves for aroma. Put that into a microwave in a covered bowl, and kazaam, instant dessert. Needed a bit more honey, but it is certainly tasty. It's still a little too hot to eat.

Wish I had some ice cream to go with it. That would be fab.

For breakfast, I felt more traditional. I ate two fried eggs, over easy, a grapefruit, toast with peanut butter and honey (thanks Mauzy), and coffee with a wee bit of chocolate for texture. At time, it looked as if I would make it to Baltimore.

I talked to Dad. He doesn't remember well the last time that we had a white Christmas. 30-35 years ago, maybe. It's a rare event around here. Normally, Christmas is just bitterly cold with a steady wind.
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