Friday, December 31, 2010

Milk Punch.

This stuff has been getting devoured at our house all through the holidays. Apparently Ben Franklin was also a fan.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

My Light.

That i like a lot. Simple and old is just always good.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Monday, December 6, 2010

Christmas is coming.

I've officially begun my countdown to flying home for Christmas. Two. More. Weeks. I haven't been this excited to go home since i've been in London, and i can't exactly place why that is. I think it might be the excitement that generally sweeps through the house at this time of year, and the oncoming cold and snow, and the knowledge that when i walk through the back door of my house there will be a little brother and a massive rottweiler to greet me. I cannot wait.

Belated Thanksgiving.

So, being here in London as an American, the one thing that really just hasn't felt quite right yet is Thanksgiving. Having shops open the day of, and people not understand why you want to celebrate it the day of the holiday just makes for lots of Thanksgiving feeling confusion. This year instead of cooking myself we went to a friend's house, and i of course was put in charge of making the pies. I made them the night before because i knew i wouldn't have time the next day, and i found myself flitting around the house rolling out pie crust, trying to find something to make holes in the top pie crust that was just the right size, and all the meanwhile, i did my best to talk with all of my friends and family back home. We laughed about Thanksgivings abroad, and in some ways the night before, talking to friends, felt more like Thanksgiving than the next day. There's nothing quite like video chatting with your mom across the Atlantic while you both giggle over how time consuming it is to make four pies.