Dear Merry Christmas
I can hardly believe Christmas has come and gone already.
It's been a year of many firsts... having moved back to the city where I grew up.
Christmas has always been a relatively minor holiday for us because growing up, we spent every Christmas away from the rest of our extended family, up at Mammoth, skiing and having fun with some close family friends. We stopped having a Christmas tree and Christmas dinner was usually whatever was easiest to make at the ski lodge. So for the last three years, I've had to spend Christmas in Chicago. Armand's parents would come up and we'd have Christmas at their family friend's house in Homewood. I have fond memories of amazing food, often Swedish, and an assortment of tasty cookies. There was usually snow on the ground and I'd be exhausted from having just come off a 30-hour shift, or exhausted thinking about going shortly into one...
This year I have 4 whole days off. Four sumptious days. It's been amazing. Like a vacation. Christmas eve dinner was spent at my parents' house. I made mushroom/asparagus risotto, Armand made a minestrone soup, and my dad made steaks. Then to top off the night, I resurrected one of my favorite Wellesley traditions: peppermint ice cream pie with chocolate syrup. YUM.
We watched The Nightmare Before Christmas and then came home to our cozy apartment, as Armand has had to work every day this past week. On Christmas day, my parents wanted to golf, so we hosted our dinner without them. Armand made a prime rib roast, perfectly medium rare, with lots of flavor. I made pesto pasta with zucchini and tomatoes, and green beans. We started with butternut squash soup. For dessert, we had gingersnap cookies. To work off all those calories, we played our brand-new wii and Small World and Jenga. 
It's been a year of many firsts... having moved back to the city where I grew up.
Christmas has always been a relatively minor holiday for us because growing up, we spent every Christmas away from the rest of our extended family, up at Mammoth, skiing and having fun with some close family friends. We stopped having a Christmas tree and Christmas dinner was usually whatever was easiest to make at the ski lodge. So for the last three years, I've had to spend Christmas in Chicago. Armand's parents would come up and we'd have Christmas at their family friend's house in Homewood. I have fond memories of amazing food, often Swedish, and an assortment of tasty cookies. There was usually snow on the ground and I'd be exhausted from having just come off a 30-hour shift, or exhausted thinking about going shortly into one...
This year I have 4 whole days off. Four sumptious days. It's been amazing. Like a vacation. Christmas eve dinner was spent at my parents' house. I made mushroom/asparagus risotto, Armand made a minestrone soup, and my dad made steaks. Then to top off the night, I resurrected one of my favorite Wellesley traditions: peppermint ice cream pie with chocolate syrup. YUM.
We watched The Nightmare Before Christmas and then came home to our cozy apartment, as Armand has had to work every day this past week. On Christmas day, my parents wanted to golf, so we hosted our dinner without them. Armand made a prime rib roast, perfectly medium rare, with lots of flavor. I made pesto pasta with zucchini and tomatoes, and green beans. We started with butternut squash soup. For dessert, we had gingersnap cookies. To work off all those calories, we played our brand-new wii and Small World and Jenga. and the best part is I still had two more days off. tomorrow, brunch with high school friends, dinner with armand's college friend. it's been wonderful.
but I do miss my other friends who I haven't seen in a while. Love you all. Hope the new year will bring much happiness and peace.
posted by Vivian | 10:49 PM
1 Comments:
Ummm Hello, WHERE is that picture of said peppermint ice cream pie? Dessert, IS kind of almost the most important part of the meal ;)
I'm doing paeds rotation right now, and so far I haven't killed any children yet ;)
Andy
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