Christmas in March

In the timely manner that is my custom, I now present part I of a Christmas recap.

Christmas around our house was modest, since all our Christmas stuff is in our basement in Edmonton. We did have a tree, though, and Milton had his very own stocking.


He gamely tore right into it


and in the fabulous tradition of Christmas stockings, spent some time wallowing in the sheer excess of his haul of new toys.



We did have some folks round in the tradition of the christmas eve party, and we gorged ourselves on delicious food. I even attempted the famous Breakfast Loaf, and though it didn't puff nicely like Geraldine's does, it was still beautful.



Seriously, click on that photo. Get a good look. Is there anything more gorgeous than golden pastry? If there is, I don't want to know about it.

It was an adventure flying from Regina to Calgary on Christmas day with Milton in tow. Let me just say that if you ever need to smuggle something through airport security, take an animal with you. The entire security staff was cooing over him while our bags slid unexamined through the x-ray machine.

We arrived in Calgary in time for dinner with my family. Our crackers yielded the usual junk treasures



and we had a wonderful time. All the regular Christmas goodness ensued with both families.

Now, the spectacular that is our annual triumvirate - Chrises gift exchange.
Jo and I spent the day preparing way too much beautiful food under the direction of Executive Chef H. Matsune. We trucked our creations over to Poonwah's hep pad and dined delightfully on our canapes and mini quiche, and Poon's won tons. Witness the splendour.


The remainder of the evening was generally ruled by marshmallows. Tune in next time for the explanation of that little gem.