Christmas Past
I can’t find a suitable winter picture of my grandparent’s house so high summer will have to do. There we are, the lot of us. I can’t find the photo but I don’t need it. I can see us quite clearly....
View ArticleMaking Laufabrauð
There´s Laufabrauð, Leafbread, like Kladia Robertsdottir´s meticulous leafbread, and Trish Baer´s creative, personalized leaf bread, and then there´s my leaf bread. Decorating a thin pastry round by...
View ArticleThe 10 cent Christmas
My aunt Florence had a stroke and had to go into Betel, the nursing home in Gimli but, if she were still with us, there’s a story that she would tell. She told me about it many times and I was always...
View ArticleThe Moveable Feast
After I was born, my father and mother and I took the bus to Winnipeg every December for Christmas. Then, when I was four, my brother joined us and the four of us made this perilous journey. We went...
View ArticleThe Loneliest Christmas
Christmas, whether you celebrate Christ’s birth or not, is a time of the getting together of family and friends. Encouraged, even demanded by the retail sector, it is a time of gift giving and gift...
View ArticleViking Christmas
You know Oðin, the one-eyed god in Norse mythology. He’s the big cheese, the head honcho, the CEO of Asgard, the home of the gods. He’s always fighting frost giants, involved in battles, wandering in...
View ArticleMy Little Red Wagon
We sang “Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head.” We were small and our voices were thin and high but enthusiastic. We weren’t Dutch religious theorists or...
View ArticleThe Lies of Christmas
The lies of Christmas. They’re all around us. Every day in every way. I saw lies everywhere I walked in the mall. There were signs that said or implied, buy this coffee maker and you’ll be happy. Buy...
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