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Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Thursday, December 23, 2010

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas… but I’m more likely to get sun.

An African Christmas tree...


“You have Christmas in the heat? How do you do that?” Er, well, actually, we do it in much the same way as you guys in the far north.

As the SARocks blog says, “…we were a British colony for over a century… You don’t think there might be a few, erm, familiar features? Despite the dramatic difference in temperatures, we still have European-style Christmas decorations everywhere – plastic mistletoe, fake snow on shop windows, great big evergreen Christmas trees, Boney-M singing “Mary’s Boy Child” booming out from every PA system… And for many of my school friends, the traditional Christmas lunch was a hot meal of turkey and trimmings. Having said that, large portions of the country are not of British stock and therefore do not feel bound to sweat their way through a turkey dinner while the swimming pool beckons outside"

And that pretty much sums it up.

Ironically, I remember few very hot Christmases because here, for some odd reason, it inevitably rains in Cape Town on Christmas day! And for that I’m grateful, because with a family of thoroughly mixed origin from even colder climes than the UK – the full “real deal” was always how we always did Christmas. Moreover, combining various traditions we really made a meal of it and celebrated Christmas on both Christmas Eve and Christmas day.

I still do the same; with a meat fondue and present opening on Christmas Eve and more present opening and a traditional lunch on Christmas day. I've tried to adapt it over the years to incorporate Lovely Husband’s English and Scottish heritage - though it’s a tough act to perfect. In an ideal world I'd do a gammon and a goose but Lovely Husband won't hear of eating a goose (despite the two that have taken to swimming and shagging in the pool). He won't eat duck either which would be the other option, and my mother won't eat gammon... It all makes traditional Christmases a bit tricky.

So, this year, I am catering to suit myself. After popping round to see my mother on Christmas Eve, we will come home to a presents and a fondue next to the Christmas tree - there may even be schmaltzy Christmas music in the background – you know, Bing crooning “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas…” On Christmas day, my mother will be having Christmas elsewhere as she's done for the past 16 years (and will have roast lamb and roast chicken) while I will make a traditional glazed gammon and a duck stuffed with apples. There may be more schmaltzy music and then there will be a movie – this year, Robert Zemeckis’ The Christmas Carol.





And then, on Boxing Day (known here in more recent years as the Day of Goodwill) there will be fasting. Actually, there won’t, there’ll snacking on leftovers whilst slobbing out next to the pool.
I do admit that having celebrated several Christmases in the snow, doing it in the heat is a bit odd but still, I believe it's called making the most of multiple heritages.

Wherever you are and however you do – or don’t – celebrate the holiday season, may you have a happy, peaceful, joyous and wonderful time!

From Africa to the rest of the world... MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Afishapa (Akan -Ghana)
Merry Kisimusi (Zimbabwe)
Geseënde Kersfees (Afrikaans - South Africa)
Sinifisela Ukhisimusi Omuhle (Zulu - South Africa)
Sinifisela Khisimusi Lomuhle (Swazi - Swaziland)
Matswalo a Morena a Mabotse (Sotho - Lesotho)
Kuwa na Krismasi njema (Swahili - Tanzania)
Melkam Yelidet Beaal (Amharic - Ethiopia)
Colo sana wintom tiebeen (Egyptian)
E ku odun, e hu iye' dun! (Yoruba -Nigeria)


Friday, December 25, 2009

Happy Holidays!


For those of you celebrating Christmas, I wish you love and laughter, peace and harmony, good fun and good feasting. If you're north, travel safely and stay snug, if you're south, travel safely and keep your cool! And mind the mince pie intake...

Have a wonderful and happy time!

To everyone else - have a lovely and happy holiday season!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Highly Decorated

A Few Months Too Early For Santa

A Lancashire town has put up its Christmas lights - 127 days before Christmas. Rochdale Council says the lights in Milnrow will be used in celebrations for several faiths, including the Wicca festival Yule celebrated by white witches and pagans on the winter solstice.

FOOTNOTE: Yule be bewildered.

Highly Decorated

A Few Months Too Early For Santa

A Lancashire town has put up its Christmas lights - 127 days before Christmas. Rochdale Council says the lights in Milnrow will be used in celebrations for several faiths, including the Wicca festival Yule celebrated by white witches and pagans on the winter solstice.

FOOTNOTE: Yule be bewildered.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Wishing you Happy Holidays!


Wishing you all the very best over the festive season - and here's a little something from Atyllah, D and me to amuse you...


Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Oh Woe, Bo - no, no, no - it's Yo, Bo!

Erk, what a few days it's been. Ms Bo woke up very, very poorly on Saturday morning - so much so that we thought she was at death's door. I sat with her on my lap most of the morning until we could get an appointment with the local vet. Of course, the local vet had never had to deal with a guinea fowl before and kept rushing out to his colleague to ask about various lumps and bumps he found on Ms Bo's anatomy. None of these comings and goings encouraged us very much and Ms Bo was deeply indignant about the whole business especially when the vet shoved a thermometer up her whazoo (cloaca to those of you avian and anatomically-minded sorts). Ms Bo's eyes sort of crossed and she decided the better part of valour was to play possum, which, after a mighty squawk, she did. Then it was a shot of antibiotics, followed a vitamin injection that elicited a shriek of protests. Then Ms Bo was weighed - all of 110g of her.
"Come back tomorrow," the vet said.
And so on Sunday we repeated the whole business by which time Ms Bo was a whole lot feistier and less inclined to cooperate.
"Make an appointment to see our avian vet on Tuesday," said the vet who acknowledged he knew absolutely nothing about guinea fowl. "And bring her back tomorrow for another jab of antibiotics."

So, this morning Ms Bo finally got to see not just one avian vet, but two. And clearly they spoke Guinea. I was rushing about like a headless chicken doing grocery shopping while D did the concerned parent thing. He said Bo was like a lamb with the two avian vets, who fussed her and loved her and told her she was totally wonderful. It turned out all the lumps and bumps are normal to guinea fowl anatomy. They reckoned Ms Bo was doing just fine. They provided hints on how to get her to feed more effectively. They suggested that we get her a "friend" - a chicken chick - or, they said, if another abandoned guinea fowl chick was brought in, could they call us.
"Yes, absolutely," said D, eternally a sucker for a lost cause.
Frankly, I was surprised he resisted the vets' attempts to foist an abandoned hamster on to him. Were it not for the fact that we do have plans to leave SA sooner rather than later, I rather suspect we'd now be fostering said hammie.
Ms Bo had another vitamin shot, she's to get more oral antibiotics, she's been given vitamin powder and we've been told that if she's made it this far, she'll make it, per se. Whew! Relief and cheers all round.
I do, however, suspect that Ms Bo is going to be with us for the long term - her and whatever chicken we get to keep her company. I'm just wondering how Atyllah the Hen and Granny Were are going to take to this bit of news. Will it be praise for the Goddess Vanilla or will it be utter scorn for humans who clearly have no idea what they're doing!

And just to keep you amused - some recent antics from the wild menagerie...

A guinea (the resident pair) got into the cage one day... his wife was not impressed.
"Harold," clucked Maude, "what in the name of all that is corn are you doing in there?! Come out now before they put you in the pot!"

A new crop of chicks have found their way into the garden...

Mom, why's this chick in a cage?

The usual suspect, trying to find a way of breaking and entering... incorrigible!

A gathering of guineas - the new chicks, and Bo's family and all the other usual suspects



But on that note of Bo's happy and encouraging progress, let me take the opportunity to wish you and yours a very happy, blessed, loving and fun-filled festive season - whether you celebrate Christmas, Hannukah, Kwanzaa, Yule, Rohatsu, Ramadan and Eid ul Adha, the Winter or Summer Solstice (yes, a bit late on some of those, I know!). And I hope none of you are having turkey...

Reflections from my Christmas Tree

Monday, December 24, 2007

Season's Greetings and Scenes from my Tree


The vanillekipferl, the cinnamon stars and the marzipan fruits are all baked. The gammon is cooking, the food shopping is done, the tree is decorated and the presents are wrapped. The weather is unseasonal - thunderstorms to start the day which have now given way to blue skies and fluffy clouds - I'm not complaining, it's better than the sweltering 33 degrees C we had on Saturday. And so, as you can gather, I have surrendered to Christmas and have joined in the mania. I'm wearing my Santa beanie, humming to myself, smiling at all the frazzled and irritated shoppers and wishing the people working on the tills good cheer, good luck and Merry Christmas - and so I do the same to you.

I wish you a happy and festive and blessed Christmas and a peaceful and joyful New Year. May 2008 bring you good health, laughter, love, harmony and happiness and may all your dreams come true. If you do not celebrate the season, I wish you well and I send you love and laughter and joy.

Have a wonderful holiday season!
Merry Christmas to one and all!


You will notice that aside from the usual baubles and beads and whatnot, my tree is peopled with all sorts of folk who, when the lights are dimmed come out and celebrate the magic.










And here's what I've been humming to myself recently...


Friday, December 21, 2007

Seasonal Blues and a VanilleKipferl Recipe


This the season to be jolly, tra la-la la-laaa... and bah humbug. For a multitude of reasons this is not my favourite time of year and as the happy day draws closer so I am getting more stressed and more gloomy. Frankly, I think next year I'm simply going to cancel the entire event!

However, that said, as much as I think the Christmas plot has totally been lost in a glut of consumer frenzy, the felling of thousands of little trees, the general stress and mayhem to be experienced on the roads and in the malls, and prolific over indulging, I am, nevertheless, trying enter into some of the spirit. Though frankly, I'd sooner some spirit would enter me (whisky, vodka, brandy would do fine - if only I drank).

To this end, I've decided to do some belated Christmas baking and, in memory of my grandmother - see post below - I'm going to be baking a few things that she used to treat us with at Weihnacht (that's Christmas in German). I thought I'd share one of the recipes with you. Admittedly, it's not my gran's recipe - this one comes from a friend - but the biscuits taste just the same as the one's my granny made.

Evelyne’s Vanillekipferl

250 gr flour
220 gr butter (preferably use salted butter, it gives a better flavour)
100 gr ground almonds or hazelnut (I only use almonds)
70 gr sugar
a few drops of vanilla essence to flavour the dough

1. Mix all ingredients and roll into a ball.

2. Leave to rest for about 1 hour or so.

3. Form crescents by first rolling a little ball in your hands, roll into a sort of sausage and then voilà you form the crescent or half-moon. (This is a recipe originates from when the Turks almost laid siege on Vienna in 1683 or thereabouts, therefore the half-moon.)

4. Bake on an ungreased baking sheet (the dough is greasy enough) at approx. 180 ° Centigrade for about 30 to 40 minutes.
You'll notice when they are done by sticking your finger into the nearest Kipferl. If it gives way, it isn't done yet. They should have a light colour when done, brown is not good.

5. When they are ready take them out of the oven and IMMEDIATELY roll them in sugar. Don't use castor sugar, it just becomes sticky, and normal sugar is a bit too large-grained, so if you can possibly get icing or confectioner's sugar, use that.

6. Store the Kipferl in a tin, they will happily keep for about 4 - 5 weeks.


These little biscuits are decidedly more-ish - the last batch I baked lasted less than a week - never mind how long the kipferl were willing to last in their tin!

And once I've made the kipferl, I'm going to be making zimtsterne - cinnamon stars - and marzipan "fruits". Well, that's the intention anyway... Mice, men, best laid plans, ho ho ho hum.


NOTE:
Posts and blog visiting may be a bit haphazard - my ISP is playing up something horrible and broadband capacity seems to have slowed to a snail's pace - in fact, I'm remembering the days of dial up... Do please bear with me.