The kids don't eat pizza on Christmas. They just don't know anything. For example, having recently experienced getting candy on Halloween, two in the 3-year-old room asked for Halloween for Christmas. They have limited experiences and small vocabularies.
I don't know what we call lard cakes. Hush puppies? Doughnuts?
we call them beavertails---they are usually flat and wide and covered with cinnamon sugar------------they sell them in Ottawa at the Rideau Canal----the canal runs through the city and every winter people skate on it and eat beavertails!!!http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgur...lr%3D%26sa%3DG
Garages are actually meant to hold cars???? Woulda thunk?
Cherry your pic looks so calming and charming--cept I would stay inside till it decided to melt itself.
Cowie you can make pizza Xmas tree cookies.. I mean they are shaped like pie slices. or candy corn xmas trees... ah how to really screw up a poor childs understanding of holiday food groups...
Beavertails!!!! Elephant ears!!! What is the naming of food by animal parts.. and Bear Claws!!! (just wonderin is all)
Bagzilla, that is a beautiful pic!! It pales in comparison to skating at Rockerfeller center in NYC.
Ah, there's me jumping to conclusions again. Aren't little kids a hoot? It's amazing to listen to them and find out how their minds work. I'm looking forward to spending a week with my 3-year-old niece and her older brothers. Perhaps I will just sit and listen to them talk. Hmm, something tells me they won't let me do that.
Anyway, I was just reading a piece in the NYT Sunday Magazine (last week's, it took me all week to finish it) about edumacation and why poor and minority kids need different kinds of schooling. Verrrrrrrrry interesting. Seems there are a lot of things that better-off families instill in their kids that you might not even think of that poorer kids miss out on and some of them are not at all bad in themselves, but tend to prevent the kids from doing well in school and later in life on the job. One of the biggest things was their vocabularies, tied directly to how much their parents talked to them and what kind of things they said to them at a very early age. Fascinating. And not just a study of what was causing the difference, but also of what is being done to make up for it in some schools.
Sometimes I wish I could start college all over knowing what's really interesting in life. Like genetics. And education.
Other times I just want to have some more Doritos.
I'm working backwards through this thread. But I'm here.
Too long gone.
Kiwi-- I thought the NYT article was interesting too. Isn't that the one that compared our brains to a person riding on an elephant? And that pointed out that elephants need concrete guidance and regular reinforcement? How did THEY know I was like an elephant? Hmph.
Shatzi et al-- Beavertails sounds too full of innuendo for me to manage. Like Krispy Kreme but a little obscene.
Cherry-- librarianship just taught me that you can't have enough shelves... and that as soon as things were arranged, you'd have to re-arrange them... or add a new category. Do you think Dewey had a clue about "articifical intelligence" or cloning? Of course not!
My former in laws had Pizza on Christmas eve and Lasagna on Christmas. Of course they WERE Italian... or at least that was their excuse. We have grilled ham and cheese on christmas eve (in honor of my dad who was a compadre of Dagwood and his sandwiches) and whatever DH wants on Christmas... which is usually "something simple"... (Standing rib roast works!!)
My parents used to have fondue on Christmas eve. Or was that New Year's Eve? I remember it as a sort of bid to keep us at home for the evening when we were teenagers (Trendy New Foods!!) Weren't they cute?
I would like to just sleep until New Year's. Would that be all right?
oh Painty you bring back such memories! We would have antipaste, bread, cheeses, Italian pastries, nuts and fruits and just pick all day long on Christmas eve..--When at my grandmoms though, it was the traditional xmas eve meal which was Fish and seafood, at least 7. Flounder, shrimp, fried little fish we just called pesche, mussels, octopus/squid lobster, scallops ...(not good for me since I can only handle shrimp, flounder and trout.)
Xmas was lasagne, meatballs, brasciole... and all the leftovers from xmas eve. My dad use to drive into the Bronx swearing it was the only place that made authentic Italian pastries, -- and the Pork store to pick up all the meats.... After I married, we switched the xmas eve to the Polish tradition of 12 courses!
it's snowing here---it's very pretty but it's making the driving TREACHEROUS. I hate that-=----i have started christmas displays===AT MY SISTER'S HOUSE!!!---- WHAT ABOUT MY HOUSE???? CRAP.
