The husband and I had Christmas Eve and Christmas dinner by ourselves. We’re hibernating, like big antisocial bears — he’s drywalling and I’m organizing my files, but don’t pity us, we couldn’t be happier. I hadn’t really planned out what we were going to eat, simply going to the farmers market Saturday and loading up on whatever looked good, but I ended up cooking a lot — so much so that we’ll be having leftovers ’til New Year’s.



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