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Food and Friendship

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I've caught the baking bug of late. Some morsels were for a lunch I was planning, but the bulk of it was tucked in the freezer to have on hand. I wouldn't say that I have a very sweet tooth, but at this time of year an ancestral reflex must come into play as the temperature drops and the oven gets preheated. 

For starters, shortbread seemed like a good idea at Christmastime.





I'm a fan of Lorrie's rugelach recipe. These were a big hit with my lunch guest. I like them warmed up just a touch.




Mince tarts are a classic at this time of year, some people love them, some people don't. The pastry is homemade, but I confess that the filling came from a jar. I can live with that. Maybe I should try making the filling sometime. Have you done so?




Warm butter crescent rolls. 

Count me among those who still enjoy bread . . .




especially when accompanied by a bowl of hot soup and a fresh salad.








We celebrated lunch and and our friendship.
 And talked.
For hours.
 Then I sent my guest home with stockings and baked goods.

It was time well spent. Here's wishing you your own special times.
Thank you for visiting and for your thoughtful comments.


Note: For those interested, ☀Sunlit Sunday will resume on January 5, 2014 and run for 3 months. All are welcome to participate.



Little Things

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Here are a few Christmastime photos. 

They remind me of the value of "little things" .

Especially now.



a lantern from a special friend





some lights from my tree, which is placed by the window 
and therefore enjoyed by my neighbours





a  completed, knitted gift


 



a bit of baking, 
here




and there



and more to share


Thank you for taking the time to visit.


A Christmasy Post, Gone Belly-Up!

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They say, "It's the thought that counts." 

There I was, in my kitchen, still in my blue flannel jammies with the frolicking sheep on them (I know, I know, but I like sheep and flannel jammies) ready to bake some shortbread cookies.

I'm off to a friend's later this morning, with a pretty ornament for her tree, and had planned to take some fresh shortbread to her.


Alas, plans change.

This is the beast. 
The hand mixer that decided to growl, 
to spin on one side only, 
to clatter 
and roar
in its feeble, failing, fruitless attempt to move both attachments in unison.

So, the flour (wheat and rice) has been put in containers, as has the butter and fruit sugar. 
It's off for lunch I go, 
one hand empty, 
with plans to shop for a hand mixer tomorrow.

 If you have a favourite workhorse you could recommend, please let me know.

I've read gorgeous posts about holiday planning, where things seemingly go off without a hitch. 
Mine is a minor one.
I'm smiling, a good friend awaits, and the hand mixer didn't give up the ghost on Christmas day!

Warm Wishes!
-Karen

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