It's 7 A.M. on a Saturday morning and I'm tired from driving all night to Dallas from Austin and I cringe because my biological clock won't let me go back to sleep. This has been happening for a while now. Every time the clock strikes 7 in the morning, something inside my brain goes off and says, "Annie, wake up. You're not allowed to sleep anymore." How sad...so I lay there awake underneath blankets and pillows trying my best to sqeeze the sleep back into me, but to no avail. Coincidentally this is also the time my little sister and little brother have been conditioned to wake up at as well since they attend primary school still. So my little siblings bounce on my bed and smile, "Let's put up the Christmas tree!!" Why not? It's already mid-November. We're following in the footsteps of capitalistic America and its department store ploys to get us to consume consume consume. But I digress. We put up the 9 foot artificial pine and adorn it with a collage of bright lights and ornaments and to say the least, its very....colorful. Let the holidays begin!!
Baking makes the house smell good.
One of the most fun and rewarding things to bake are madelienes. They are soft, sweet, light little bites of heaven, I swear. And all it is is eggs, butter, sugar, and flour!! And when's the best time to bake other than the holidays? And so after the Christmas tree is set up, and the old dirty cassette tape of Christmas carols is scratching through the music player, the only reasonable next step is to bake something. So madeleines are a favorite in our house so we whip out the eggs, the flour, the sugar, and butter. The best part is whipping the eggs until they are fluffy peaks. No, we don't do it by hand--we cheat with our Kitchen-Aid Delux Mixer with Multiple Speeds and Functions (circa. Christmas 1999--remember, capitalistic America) Ladle into madeleine pan and bake for just 8 minutes. 8 minutes! That's all. And since my mother sees us baking stuff, she lugs out a 50 pound bag of pecans that need to be shelled (50 goddamn pounds!!) and says, "Look, pecans! I got the whole bag for a great price. For pecan pies!"
Great mom, are we making enough pecan pies to feed the whole country?
If my mom could read my mind she would probably say, "Oh in that case, we should be making apple pie."
So after our fingers are sore and scratched from shelling the devilish nuts, we make two pecan pies--just for mom.
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hi annie! its jk. you're so lucky having a family that celebrates christmas, with that holiday feel in the house. im envious =)
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