Merry Christmas! I hope you all got what you wanted whether you live in Hanover and you want snow to come (no pun intended) or you just want some new socks. I imagine you all have seen the movie “The Grinch that Stole Christmas” and if you have, you know (spoiler alert) that the grinch realizes that Christmas doesn’t come in boxes or bags. Well this is my gift that doesn’t come in a box or a bag.
To: My Papa
Thank you so much, Papa, for being my inspiration for cooking, and helping me out when the stove catches fire and stuff like that. Seriously though, I probably wouldn’t be able to do what I do without you. I hope some time you could show me how to make some more of the tasty, juicy, delicious meals you seem to be able to whip out of nowhere. Actually, I really can’t put into words how much you help me in my cooking.
To: Everybody…Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy New Year, and joy and peace on earth and every thing else I forgot. See you next year, but first I thought we could end the year with some pictures.