a very merry holiday from the PNW

We’ve had a very merry holiday here in the pacific northwest. A looksee/photo log of the happenings via my trusty iphone:

One of my VERY favorite things to do in the world is to go on long long walks. Walking is my form of meditation. C-tron’s mom’s house is on a great road with a good long loop and lots of trails to get lost on. This photo is from that long loop (which I could loop around 293759283752 times if I had nothing to do):

As most people do this time of year we ate A LOT. From Spanish hot chocolate to spring rolls to persimmon pudding to homemade maple fudge to larb gai to shepherds pie to millionaires bars to pepperkaker to two pumpkin pies to pot roast…we ate a bit. For Xmas gifts C-tron’s mom and I made persimmon freezer jam. I am learning to venture more into the world of persimmons but I would say this freezer jam is fantabulous (I can post a recipe if you are curious about the jam):

At the stroke of midnight on Christmas day we lit the Christmas tree. And what I love about C-tron’s mom’s traditions is she puts actual candles on her tree! So lighting is not just plugging it into the outlet…I’m talking potential burning down the house process. After the tree was lit we all sipped Bailey’s and watched the tree. Such an awesome ceremony….100% a tradition I’d like to try to keep up. (this photo is taken during the day but you can see the candles).

Christmas day we made homemade crumpets! Who knew they were not too hard to make?!?! Actually, I just ate them so maybe that is why they were so easy to make.

It was a bit rainy (go figure PNW!) so we worked on a cheese puzzle:

And I loved skyping with my family. Especially when it turned into long sessions where I ended up in crying laughter:

Happy holidays to one and all and cheers to a stellar 2012!

Author: Ali Carras

At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change. I have closed my comments due to mass amounts of spam that no filter could ever control. Feel free to contact me abeckord [at] gmail.com!

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