Bring Out Those Candy Canes and Hop, Hop, Hop

It’s Christmas! Our table at home is all ready to be laden with the goodies. There is mulled wine and chicken roast, roast potatoes and sticky wings, lots of Prosecco and a cheeseboard, the stars of which shall be aged Dutch sheep’s cheese and a garlic and herb Gouda. The quintessential Christmas fruit cake is always the nucleus of our Christmas celebrations – because the goodness of a rum-soaked cake cannot be overlooked – and some pecan-nutella Christmas tree puff pastry and salted-caramel gingerbread men. What is your table going to look like?

Since there is lots to be done, I shall go about it and leave you in the Christmas mood with the Cocteau Twins and these Christmas market shots from Budapest.Merry Christmas folks!

Frosty the Snowman – The Cocteau Twins

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That is our tiny glass blown Christmas tree from Murano. It sits on the window ledge and gives us wide, sparkly smiles.
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From the Christmas market in Deák Ferenc Square, Budapest. “Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling.” Edna Ferber
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Hot blueberry teas and green apple teas and mulled wines in plum, strawberry, sour cherry and blueberry flavours. Those hot drinks are key to surviving freezing Hungarian winters.
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“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.” Dr. Seuss
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“Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.” Charles M. Schultz
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Christmas the Gellert Spa and Bath way.
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Sausages and hot wine. Aaaaah 🙂
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And some Sekler cake. Kürtőskalács if you can speak Hungarian. Crisp, caramelised coated yeasty dough wrapped around a wooden tool.
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The Christmas spirit steams off those hot vats.
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From the Jewish Quarter in Budapest. Because wouldn’t it be lovely to have such a twinkling cab turn around the corners in beautiful old cities?

Have a wonderful Christmas all you lovely people and let the mulled wine flow. As someone once said, “He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.”

 

 

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