COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
by Virelle Kidder
My
mother had remarkable zeal for Christmas. Weeks in advance, she would
come home from teaching school and bake late into the night. The https://www.elmarair.com/ helped
clean the house and decorate the tree while my older brother Roger
wired the house with Christmas lights,
I’m just sayin’, it’s not fair.
I’m going to lodge a formal complaint with the bureau of weather management in Heaven.
I think there’s been a misunderstanding.
See, I live in Grand Marais, 30 miles from the Canadian border, next to the coldest lake in America.
And,
Holly O.! (her recipe and story are below)
Congrats – you've won a soup and cookie basket from Harry & David. Thank you so much for submitting a recipe to The Great Christmas Bowl Recipe Exchange contest during the book's blog tour!
And speaking of recipes –
I'd like to share about a special project that I was asked to be a part of earlier this year – The Pearl Girls.
Like the oyster, we go about our everyday lives until the unexpected happens. Yet God's grace covers our pain and transforms it into a beautiful pearl.
Christmas Outreach Tea on December 5th!
Join me for a little pre-Christmas festivities on Facebook! In the tradition of The Great Christmas Bowl I'm hosting an Outreach Christmas Tea on Facebook December 5th! I'll be sharing some of my favorite holiday recipes, Christmas tunes, and chatting with you about your plans for Christmas.
Enjoy this yummy recipe!
BAR QUEEN CARAMEL DREAMS
Mix the following:
1 1/2 cup flour
1 1/2 cup oatmeal
1 1/4 cup brown sugar
1 1/2 tsp baking soda
3/4 tsp salt
1 1/4 cup melted butter
Mix and press 3/4 of mixture into 9 x 13 pan.
Seriously. My husband is a fabulous cook, and it’s our habit for him to take over on the weekends to make such things as Tikka Marsala Chicken, or Pad Thai, or Mongolian Hot Pot.
Only problem….I often travel on the weekends at speaking events. Which I love.
But I love his cooking,
So, we live in the woods. We have hunters. I know this from the orange people walking up and down our roads toting rifles. And the shots cracking the air early in the morning.
And my pet needs that because the deer skins my dog brings home and attempts to gnaw on in the front yard (Ew – thank you so much,
