Kiss My Knits!

The traditional Christmas ravioli. My husband makes the pasta dough, ricotta cheese, and sauce from scratch. This year the tomatoes were from our garden, and we had a side of spicy sausage from an Italian butcher about 20 miles up the road.

In theory we all help assemble it, but really it’s mainly my husband who is the maestro here. It’s so good. So good.

Christmas went well. Em got overtired just before bedtime and started quietly crying because “I haven’t done karaoke all year.” Really it was because she had been up since 6am, going full tilt. I should have put her to bed early.

Even with the rough finish, she still said, “I think this was my favorite Christmas ever.” Mission accomplished.

And so, exhausted, I’m also off to bed. I hope your Christmas was merry and bright.

Both camera and truffles are awesome.

I used to love photography, back when it was film and darkroom and this is really giving me hope that I can get back into it again without a lot of space for chemicals and other setup.

And did I mention the truffles are awesome?

I’m like a kid on Christmas! Oh, wait… I am a kid on Christmas!

Em spreads some Christmas cheer, 2007. Her voice has deepened this year. I think she’s going to be an alto.

All the best to you and yours.