Food.

That is the reason I love Christmas. I have a lot of fond childhood memories, but most aren't about presents. They're about sights, sounds, smells and tastes connected with Christmas food, Christmas trees, decorations and Christmas Songs. I'll be honest, I love presents. But, here's the thing. I love wrapped presents and seeing them under a tree. I don't care so much about whats in them, or ever really getting to open them or owning them. I think they just complete the picture.

I do love my family, whatever I might say against them. Getting hugs and making food for them, is really quite wonderful.

But yea, mostly just the food. She-crab soup. Clam-stuffed mushroom caps. Dijon mustard-crust Prime Rib. French Onion Soup with Gruyere cheese. Desserts of every kind. Homemade breads. Red Wine fruit sauce. Spargel in Weisser Sosse. Carrot Cake. Rhubarb Pie. Dom Champagne. Bourbon Balls. Fudges. Peanut Brittle. Fresh-cut Pineapple. Coconuts. Hot Teas and Hot Chocolates. Coffees. Brandy, Cigars and Clove Cigarettes.

At heart, and deep down past all the Taoist sentiment... I'm really just a hobbit of an Epicurean.

-Sin