Christmas

Making candy is daunting. It’s the whole thermometer thing. Boiling water and sugar until the syrup reaches a temperature that could essentially…

I am an Oreo cookie junkie. I am. Their smell, alone, makes me crave milk. A tall cold glass of milk and…

Having young parents often means having young grandparents. Mom was eighteen when I was born. For much of my childhood, I enjoyed…

Kaitie and Sara will be spending Christmas at home this year. Two of my kittens tucked in their beds, in my house,…

At the tender age of twelve, sitting alone in a dark movie theatre lost in Franco Zeffirelli’s ‘Romeo and Juliet‘, I was…

I survived Christmas day. There were moments of breathlessness or maybe just not wanting to breathe… Tradition crept in throughout the day,…

The Christmas season has settled upon the Hooton household. It’s been quite a year! Highest moment was Theo proposing to Meggie at…

For a Maritimer, seafood and Christmas go hand in hand. It’s not that we don’t eat fish and seafood the other eleven…

Ralph and I never used the word ‘step’ in our family language. We were never step parents. Our children were never step…

Fruitcake is one of those sweets that people either love or politely refuse. It’s an old-fashioned dessert that was lovingly ‘put up’…