dirt Mulholland - a cold & windy Christmas sunset
What's not to love? Friends and food. Christmas calls up memories and a yearning for tradition. 'Tis the season for cookies and my dough-y, sprinkle-y annual ritual of rolling, cutting, in/out of the oven that takes about three hours. Worth every minute of it. When I wonder if I can do this again, I remember many a pal's welcoming smile on seeing me clutching something small, knowing what tin foil and ribbon means.
 And then there's the holiday dinner to look forward to. Lasagne is becoming the holiday tradition, no meat please. On this Thanksgiving friend Julius baked up a Pyrex pan's worth of gooey cheesy tomato-sauced pasta. |  Christmas called for a double header, Jerry outdid himself turning out two lasagnes, spinach and fish, with an oven roasted eggplant side, brought to the table in it's cast iron pan, panko-crust bubbling hot. |  Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. |
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