"Are we prepared to promote conditions in which the living contact with God can be reestablished? For our lives today have become godless to the point of complete vacuity. God is no longer with us in the conscious sense of the word. He is denied, ignored, excluded from every claim to have a part in our daily life." - Alfred Delp, S.J.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Today is Boxing Day

Cats love boxes.

So anyway...

Boxing Day means other things of course - for Canadians and UK-dians, but I never got into it.  I do like it - but mostly because it is the Second Day of Christmas.  I'm still adding lights to my weird little Christmas trees and settings.  I love Christmas!  I love the holiday spirit which leads up to it.

Now it is Christmas.  

Santa's gone home, and it is actually Christmas.  I might pick up some Christmas cookies at the store tonight.  Single men do not usually get such things - delicious cookies and candy - specialties of the season.  I maybe will go to a fine store, with a fine bakery, and pick up sugar cookies with icing, Russian Tea Cakes, Mozarts, maybe.  Gabby and I will finally have some Christmas treats ... on Boxing Day.

I put out walnuts and peanuts for Christmas Eve - and today we have snow - so the rabbits and the squirrels and gophers are well stocked.

A few of my favorite things ...

Sugar cookies preferred over gingerbread.



Liqueur filled chocolates.


  1. I like sugar cookies as long as they're thin and crisp with a lacy brown edge. Never heard of Mozarts, but after looking them up they would be on my list, too.

    I have my usual Christmas treat of those vile Queen Anne's dark chocolate covered cherries. Seriously - those things taste like the old cheracol cough medicine. I love them (in small doses.)

    While I'm waiting for he snow plowing person to call back, I'm going to whip up a batch of sugar cookie dough and drizzle them with chocolate icing. Thanks for the idea, Terry.

    1. Okay - sugar cookie dough chilling on the deck, and my Dick Blick order delivery is on again for today. Life is good.

    2. Yummy-kins! At Christmas time, for as long as I can remember, an old friend brings me about three bags of persimmons from his tree. I prepare the persimmon pulp for bread and cookies. The kitchen warms up the house with not only my sunny self but wonderful smells like cinnamon, nutmeg and those wonderful cloves.

      Merry Christmas!

    3. Chocolate covered cherries - heaven!

  2. Shortbread is the best. Next best is my own fruitcake which I haven't made yet. On the list for this week with pineapple, orange and lemon zest, and maraschino cherries that I candy myself. And absolutely no fruitcake mix with citron. Yuck. I think my cake rivals the Collin Street Bakery and it has NO high fructose corn syrup like their's does.

  3. I baked a bunch of stuff and gave most of it away - I just like a taste or two on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day. I also indulged in liverwurst, brie cheese and eggnog - and am paying the price. Time to go back to plain food! You're making me wish I had bought some liqueur filled chocolates though! That was a big thrill when I was a kid - to be allowed to have booze. Mind you we were only allowed 1 or 2 chocolates at a time. Off to make turkey soup now!

  4. There was a run on Mozart marzipans at our local Cost Plus World Market. All we could get today was Mozart hazelnut brittle. Customers were discussing the scarcity of marzipan post-Christmas. I hope you found some!

  5. MMMMmm marzipan. Most people I know hate it but I could eat it by the bucket load.

  6. umm....all the pastries & cookies sound wonderful: but I want A Box Of Kitties !

  7. Consolata, box of kitties will be next year's prized gift.

  8. Consolata, box of kitties will be next year's prized gift.

  9. Oh Good - something wonderful to plan & hope for ! thanks Nan !


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