It always happens so fast, almost unexpectedly as if catching us by surprise. We’re fooled into a lull and made to believe the kind of Christmas we celebrated growing up just stopped happening. Those white days that blanketed the ground for as far as the eye could see slowly stopped happening. In a land and country celebrated as much for our four distinct seasons as the snow-covered tundra during the winter, the old norm has slowly shifted into a middle ground. White Christmas. Not the sure thing it used to be.
Years ago one December rolled through unseasonably warm and carried on that way through the holidays and into the new year. At first I appreciated the warmer-than-normal temperatures and sight of green on Christmas day. But that too did change. The kid in me wanted more, deserved more. When we awoke to see that snow hadn’t come it felt like a deflated version of the real thing. In this country a white Christmas is expected and authentic. At least it was.
There have been years since when December rolled in with a few flurries but lacked the big blanket of snow that I grew to love as a child. But usually we were lucky enough to have snow for the most important days during the holidays, so it’s hard to complain. This year has been different. Ever since Spring sprung weeks too soon, the schedule has been off. And winter has looked more like autumn in disguise. Unseasonable warm temperatures, barely a frost through the night and not a flurry in sight. Not one.
Today was different. Just days from another green holiday season the skies opened up through the night. The snow came soft and gingerly at first but at one point during the day it resembled the brisk white days of my youth. Hours of blowing snow. It wasn’t cold enough to stay but it was a sight to behold. That first real snowfall brings with it an abundance of promise.
It has long since melted but I’m holding out hope. Christmas has its share of hope so I’m saving mine for snow. Lots and lots of snow. And with a few days left until the big day I’m hoping with all I have for a Christmas day as white outside as it was when I was a kid. The kind of snow that forces us inside all day and has us sharing a few cocktails, listening to Christmas tunes and sitting in the chairs by the window. So we can take it all in. Every last bit.
I’ve left you with a few different recipes so sit back and enjoy. May it tempt you during the holiday season. And beyond.
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. May your holidays be safe and blessed.
From my home to yours,
Carrot, radish and goat cheese salad
The Real McCoy Cocktail
Chocolate Chip Baked S’mores (Easiest Baked Good Ever)
The Real McCoy Cocktail
- 2 cups ruby red grapefruit juice
- 1/2 cup pomegranate juice
- 1/2 cup ginger ale
- 4 tbsp. agave nectar
- 1/2 spiced rum
- dash bitters
- pomegranate seeds and quarters for garnish
- Fill large pitcher with ice and add in the first 5 ingredients. Stir to mix.
- Serve into 2 chilled glasses filled with ice and finish with a dash of bitters and pomegranate seeds and quarters.
Chocolate Chip Baked S’mores
- 12 chocolate chip cookies (your favourite recipe or best store-bought)
- 6 pieces of milk chocolate
- 6 large marshmallows
- Preheat oven to 350°F. On a parchment-lined baking sheet, place half of the cookies bottom side up. Place marshmallows on the them and put it in the oven. Keep the chocolate-topped cookies out.
- Bake for about 5 minutes or until the marshmallows starts to melt. Remove from oven and sandwich both halves of the cookies together. The chocolate will melt from the heat of the marshmallows. Let cool slightly and serve. Serves 6.