Since I still have Christmas songs running through my head, this one comes to us from the second version of We Wish You A Merry Christmas. I have to admire a song that starts by wishing someone good tidings and then immediately launches into a demand for dessert. In truth, the merry wish was just a friendly ice breaker as the rest of the song escalates into a full demand, threats to stay all evening, and culminates with the assurance that everyone loves figgy pudding, so there’s really no harm done. Personally, though the song is familiar, I’ve never actually tried figgy pudding, which traditionally rarely contains figs any longer and isn’t really a pudding at all. But, the idea of the dessert is a festive one and perhaps one day I’ll actually get to try one day. Until then, in our house, we’ll be sticking to our traditional bûche de Noël instead.
I’m, of course, not one to impose a limit on the number of desserts one can have during the holidays. Indeed, when it comes to lovely sweets, the more the merrier. Philippe had added what we now call Christmas Cake to the mix a few years ago and that became my favorite. Unfortunately, last year, he also discovered how to convert it into a white bûche de Noël and condense everything into a single dessert. Though lovely, I can’t help but feel I got the short end of the yule log with that invention. Thankfully, there’s plenty of chocolates around to fill in the gaps. As a kid, eggnog was also one of my favorites this time of year, without the whiskey, of course. Not the kind in the grocery that’s the consistency of latex paint, but the kind made from scratch at home. Snow ice cream was my very favorite, until we were all informed that snow falling out of our troubled environment today is no longer safe to ingest.
We picked up our tree today, and added the lights. Though we had to go into the suburbs as the city Home Depot had a rather sad and picked through set of trees. We needed a Fraser Fir as the branches are a bit stiffer and can endure the onslaught of ornaments we’ll be attacking it with after dinner tonight. I can’t wait! The cloches are sparkling on the living room table, votives spelling Noël are twinkling on the fireplace mantle, and a green garland with lights is draping the piano. The stockings, as they say are already hung with care, not by the chimney outside, of course as that would be weird. I’ve never understood that bit of the poem. But that’s the fun of this season. Most of it makes little sense, and yet we can all come together and happily demand desserts we’ve never even tried. “Oh, bring us some figgy pudding! And bring it right here!”
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