
I don’t know about you, but when I hear the lyrics of the Christmas song “We Wish You a Merry Christmas” where the carolers are demanding figgy pudding, I can’t help but thinking that they’re being a little rude. Like, did I even ask for you to come to my house and start singing in the first place?!
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Greeks like bread. No… we LOVE bread. There is literally a bread made specifically for every main holiday, and this doesn’t even cover the bread used daily and in religious ceremonies!
As handy as Google translate can be, there are times when it really kind of sucks. Like when you’re trying to read recipes in Romanian. I’m pretty sure these cookies aren’t really called raisins with raisins, because that seems kind of redundant.
Each year we are bombarded with fruits from our trees and that of my parents. I’ve decided that the best way to “share the love” is to make a variety of treats to pass on to friends and loved ones.
Seriously, this is about as un-goofy of a picture of my boys that I can get. I know it may seem a little late to post a Christmas story, but when part of your Christmas was late, it just kind of works out that way.