It was Christmas Eve, and a balmy 50 degrees. Candles were lit and the tree was blinking in all its three foot tall fiberoptic glory. The scent of vanilla spice soy filled the air. Homemade egg nog waited in the fridge and molasses cookies were cooling on the counter. Strains of Christmas guitar wafted across the house. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door.
Yeah, sort of. Its my neighbor bearing the world's most awesome Thai beef salad. Whoohoot!!! Jose and the kids don't like it as much as me because its so spicy, it makes your nose run. It is one of my favorite things to eat in the world.
Merry Christmas everybody!