No, I’m not referring to the female population; I’m referring to Christmas dinners! Last night I went to a very large Christmas banquet, complete with an organ-accompanied choir, carols, and (of course) Christmas crackers! Not long after the other guests and I had popped open our crackers and donned our paper crowns, we were served a sumptuous meal worthy of HRH Queen Elizabeth! The dinner started with a smoked salmon salad. Then we were served a hearty portion of turkey, mash, gravy, cranberry sauce, bacon, sausage links, duck liver paté, and brussels sprouts. Next came dessert, the British classic of Christmas pudding with custard. And finally came the mincemeat pies and clove-poked oranges. Of course, all of this feast was accompanied by generous portions of mulled cider! There is something so very comforting and uplifting about the warm, smoky, spicy-yet-sweet flavours of Christmas fare. I don’t know quite what it is about cradling a hot cup of mulled cider and nibbling on a mincemeat pie that makes me feel like the happiest girl in the world — especially when I’m surrounded by loved ones, as well as sing a slightly-out-of-tune rendition of “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.” 
I’m so thrilled that today is only 3 Dec., which means I have even more enchanting Christmas dinners ahead of me this season, all full — no doubt — of plenty of sugar, spice, and all things nice!
Sugar and spice and everything nice
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