Hip, hip, huzzah! On President’s Day, we shout out a hearty hurrah to George, our first president. We set aside a day in February each year to honor our Founding Fathers, and so we should. But wait. What about Martha?
North America shivers in an Arctic freeze….biting, bitterly cold breezes….brutal, potential, record-breaking low temperatures….Polar Vortex - that arctic cyclone that’s swept down from the North Pole ….what’s next? It’s been so cold in Pennsylvania this winter that I’m surprised that Phil even ventured out to check his shadow this week. Olympic Alert: It’s warmer in Sochi!
This Friday, Jan. 31, begins the Chinese New Year — The Year of the Horse. Therein lies the answer to who will win Super Bowl XLVIII this Sunday, Feb. 2. The Chinese zodiac is key. The Denver Broncos will win, of course. And I’m not just horsing around!
North America shivers in an Arctic freeze….biting, bitterly cold breezes….brutal, potential, record-breaking low temperatures….Polar Vortex– that arctic cyclone that’s swept down from the North Pole ….what’s next? Frost Quakes? They did happen in Ontario, Canada, on Christmas Eve. Apparently, some kids there thought that the loud snap sounds and the shakes were reindeer on the roof. Closer to home, parts of Ohio experienced Frost Quakes in 2011. It’s winter!
“I think I was born with a rolling pin in my hand,” I declared as I wielded the instrument of flat destruction across the pizza dough, flattening the lump into one, very thin cover for a Stromboli extraordinaire. We were making a Stromboli — my sister-in-law, Denise, and me. It would be our family’s last visit to Atlanta to see Nanny, my husband’s mother, who was in at-home hospice at Denise’s house. Denise wanted to learn how to make Stromboli. But who can do that without a rolling pin? A previous phone conversation had disclosed that we would be without that necessary tool, so I brought mine along on our trip from Philadelphia.
Ho! Ho! Ho! ‘Tis the season of merriment, mirth and magic. It’s a time for wishing and hoping and believing. It’s a time for children, a time to feel childlike, a time to wish all the world well. It’s a time for holly, jollies, jingle bells, candy canes, mistletoe, cookies, fruitcake, Hot Spiced Cider and Hot Mulled Wine.
When he visits your house on Christmas Eve, don’t disappoint that man in the red suit and white beard. A batch or two of homemade cookies is a sure way to share the jollies of the jingle-bell season. After all, a journey of about 3,400 miles, as the reindeer fly, is worthy of a special treat. Everyone loves Christmas cookies, especially the original, jolly, Jelly Belly. But he does get some cookie consumption competition at my house around holiday time.
Students at St. Christopher School in Somerton collected canned goods for Thanksgiving week in support of the Archdiocese of Philadelphia’s Nutritional Development Services, which provides meals to needy families.