Christmas in Dixie
Ah...Christmas has come and gone. It was lovely, and filled with fun, and lots of food from Ina's Barefoot in Paris, which I have NO pictures of, because we ate dinner in the evening and I still haven't figured out the flash thing. I need to try the diffuser like a kind soul recommended.
But I did the brussels sprouts lardons, and the herbed new potatoes, and a gruyere souflee, and caramalized shallots, and boeuf bourguignon...my favorite. And Ina is right, it totally tastes better the next day.
So everyone's gone now and I'm left with that empty feeling that I usually get, and hate. It's even worse this time...for some reason I feel a little bit bad about Christmas this year...like it came and went and I didn't even notice. Like I half-hearted everything, like I got too busy and tired and never really relished my friends and family. Like the holiday flew by and I didn't get to do most things I wanted to...like I didn't get to enjoy it.
It's just that, I appreciate my family and friends so much , but I didn't get to show it in the rush rush rush. When did Christmas become more about what you are doing than who you are with? And what you are celebrating, for goodness sakes. Sheesh.
I guess it's just that quiet time, for all of us now. For reflection and pondering what on earth just happened over the past several weeks. To all my friends and family, especially those I don't see often enough...I love you and you truly fill my life with so much joy.
xoxo
Rebekka















