Well for me (The Wife) it’s been here since late August. By the time late summer hits, I’m dreaming of cozy nights snuggled under a blanket watching Christmas movies and drinking hot chocolate. I love spring and summer, but I have an obsession with fall time going into winter.
As much as it pained me, I held off a count down to Christmas until December hit. I knew that after the winter we had last year I would be chastised big time if I was wishing for more of the “devils dandruff”. But now, we are here with twinkling lights and the scent of pine flowing through the house and we can party hardy!
Well because the Cassata ice-cream is supposed to have a base layer of sponge cake, topped with nutty pistachio ice cream and a rum and raisin one with vanilla and a strawberry ice-cream. I have, for many months now, baked breads and cakes because I want to and then packed them off to send to friends or co workers. My family eats some, but they want to be supportive and end up not eating any because I can’t. So off it goes. While sharing every now and then is not an issue, it seemed like a pointless exercise to cook or bake something that no one in the family was really going to eat.