Pie!
Home made pie, and only wacky relatives to share it with. I need to bake these things more often, even though the crust is horrible for you when you make them right.
Tonight we're going to my godfather's house for traditional Polish Wigilia. I'm obligated to go to midnight mass, but hopefully I'll be toasted enough from my godfather's homemade wine that I won't care.
posted by sausagequeen @ 2:26 PM
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Mmmm, pie.
I must say, I rather enjoy my holiday time selective religion thing. I'm Jewish, so I don't go to any kind of mass, but my dad's family is Christian, so I have the lovely holiday party with good food and gifts anyway.
I also got some awesome shwag for my cousins. Tacy, who has pictures of amusing ("unattended children will be given an espresso and a free puppy") signs on her door is getting an entire book of them.
I ramble. I'm sorry.
I drank about 10 glasses of my uncle's wine and I have never been more drunk and conscious.
Hmm...sounds like the time before we left for Spring Break last year...Screw actually BAKING the cake!
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