Culinary cultures worldwide offer signature doughy pockets encasing seasoned meat concoctions whose spices instantly indicate to which geographical region your tantalized tastebuds have been introduced. A few such wonders include Mexican empanadas, Indian samosas, Asian dumplings, and the crown jewel in my biased opinion, Middle Eastern sambousics!
Over 200 years ago in 1816, the beloved Christmas hymn, Silent Night was heard for the first time in Austria at a Christmas Eve Mass in Oberndorf.
Don’t denigrate, deny the importance of, your back porch to winter-time-blues, especially in our mild southern winters! Enrich your hospitality vibes by expanding your welcoming “come on over” options.
As each Christmas season rolls around, I have flashbacks of Christmases as a child. But, don’t we all? This particular memory of mine is of Bethlehem.
I bet you’ve never used your Thanksgiving front porch leftover decorations this way!!!
Don’t let anyone who hasn’t been in your shoes tell you how to tie your laces!
Our home in Lebanon was filled with the comings and goings of company during the months surrounding Christmas. Since mom usually had on hand the Master Baking Mix (October 15 blog post) ingredients and the abundant fresh fruit of Lebanon, her quick go-to crowd pleasing coffee cake was the featured item of a winter’s morning breakfast.
Thanksgiving is here. We’ve spent this last year isolated and apart from family. I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to re-gather.
We did not have central air and heating growing up in Lebanon, but we didn’t need it either! The temperate climate gifted us with rolling summer breezes either from the sea or from the still snow covered high peaks of the mountain ranges.
Often, I read first thing in the morning from an old-fashioned meditation book by Oswald Chambers called Utmost for His Highest. Usually, I’m on my second cup of tea, after I’ve sat in silence for awhile.